Good days after bad days and bad ones after good,
Smiles after tears and tears after smiles..
A bed of of roses,a path strewn with thorns
The best thing in life is, it goes on.
Waves of love tickling the feet,
sometimes the heart parched in the want of love..
A prolonged darkness, then the dawn..
The best thing in life is, it goes on.
The ecstasy, the gloom, the joy, the grief
The closeness, the distance, the heartbreak, the love
Momentary experience, and then its gone.
The best thing in life is, it goes on.
Zenith of success, nadir of fate,
Colors of spring follow the empty autumn
A blissful within, a spirit that is torn..
The best thing in life is, it goes on.
Dark or bright, dull or gay,
A night is always followed by a day.
Fast or slow, or an apparent stop, hold on,
because, the best thing in life is, it always goes on.
This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda
Right on !
ReplyDeleteBeautiful thoughts; i liked the choice of words used and the flow of the poem. Yes, Life...really goes on. :)
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