An inseparable part

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By Jadia4708au

Rise and fall being the inseparable part Life to witness and sustain it till we depart Some good moments, if we are lucky, at the start Else shed under the tree available at the last It is nice struggle to be interwoven in memory Each moment to be memorized without feeling sorry Nothing has happened that can be counted as unusual Life is shaped in same manner and termed it as casual Anything that is live will have peak rise and steep fall We can see the imagery things as it had not faced any wall No hurdles or obstacles of any kind to race to the object It was nicest of all when there was appreciation of fine act This was not all that was expected in life to emerge There is something more than that and has to do a lot to merge I swear by words and feel so much pride I believe love is strength and there is nothing to hide My life was never threatened with tidal waves Every time I faced the danger and had a close shave I had feeling for my life and longed for beautiful company It was like dead wish emerging all of sudden to accompany As a successful man in life, I had sweet encounter I was not a love bird or expert to be called hunter Yet I loved to be in game without any challenge This was for me a new thing like little scene of change I knew it little till it came as powerful tidal wave on the way It rose to a level and dashed me to be washed away She entered the life and left lasting impression I was down in her impression and offered submission I was for sure and knew it was not meant to swallow It was momentary rise then with calm down lie very low It was not volcanic eruption to leave everything devastated It was her arrival on scene and suitably indicated I had swift encounter there after to follow suit She was all for us and agreed to stay with It was not less than any other achievement The annexation of golden empire with happy moments Life is not that all we intend or plan for It is uncertain in all the respects and not very sure If at all there is anything to sustain or endure It will be pleasure all the time with no limit to measure

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