Of love and hate, Life takes many gates.
Some open to amazement, Some open to bewilderment.
Some open to a lonely lane, Some open to a beautiful trail.
Some open for nothing, While some fail to open for anything.
Of the many gates and Of the many roads,
That life travels and Choose not to travel,
We write memoirs and we relive million times
Not of the ones we earn and spend wealth,
But of the ones we earn and lose souls.
Not of the ones we travel far and wide,
But of the ones we love and be deprived of love.
In search of what and why,
Definitely not sure about,
Every life leaves a beautiful track.
Not because it opens a million gate,
Not because it travels a billion miles,
But only when two souls travel together,
As one lovely heart, for one glorious life.
Amidst typhoons and whirlpools,
Amidst orchards and gardens,
Carving a unique passage,
Towards a single destiny,
Holding each other dearly
On earth and beyond,
Of love and hate.
-sramven
Some open to amazement, Some open to bewilderment.
Some open to a lonely lane, Some open to a beautiful trail.
Some open for nothing, While some fail to open for anything.
Of the many gates and Of the many roads,
That life travels and Choose not to travel,
We write memoirs and we relive million times
Not of the ones we earn and spend wealth,
But of the ones we earn and lose souls.
Not of the ones we travel far and wide,
But of the ones we love and be deprived of love.
In search of what and why,
Definitely not sure about,
Every life leaves a beautiful track.
Not because it opens a million gate,
Not because it travels a billion miles,
But only when two souls travel together,
As one lovely heart, for one glorious life.
Amidst typhoons and whirlpools,
Amidst orchards and gardens,
Carving a unique passage,
Towards a single destiny,
Holding each other dearly
On earth and beyond,
Of love and hate.
-sramven
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