~Is Life~, by Savva.G Subscribe to rss feed for Savva.G

                      It starts at a time called birth,
                And continues at a time called death,
                      It comes with no guarantees,
                  Of 60 years or 60 thousand miles,
                          whichever comes first.
                   And somehow they even left the,
                     Instructions out, yes all we get,
                    The Life itself and it`s up to us,
                               to do the Living.
                    In a world full of wonder with so,
                        many exciting things to do.
                         It`s a shame to just exist,
                             Rather than to live.
 
         
          PS
         Life comes in the form of opportunities,
         Which are aesy  to recognize,
         Once they have been wasted.!!


         Savva.G  
Posted: 2015-01-09 12:17:42 UTC

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