Like those loud music beats,
And vacant empty streets,
The course of our lives,
Is full throws of strive.
The fall of a giant,
May not be a matter faint,
But the bruises with blood,
Teach us to survive the flood.
The boat with a narrow hole,
May in its way down-roll,
But it teaches us to fight,
The current waves so might.
The scorching fireball rays,
May block our blind ways,
But they teach us to see,
In dim lights of life with glee.
The strong heavy downpour,
May flood our big ocean floor,
But the drops give us strength,
To live our life a long-length.
The fierce lightning bolts,
The earth crust it moulds,
But the burns teach us to feel,
Those happy moments we steal,
Our successes and failures,
Our desires and stay-lures,
And their crashing ends,
Teach us to all soft pores mend.
The broken heart pains hell,
We scream, groan and yell,
But it makes us realize the truth,
Of a patiently-willed hope fruit.
Huge lessons we learn to survive,
In all odds and evens to strive,
And life has it immense to give us,
So an orchestral symphony it is thus.
P.S. - This poem was featured here - http://morningerection.wordpress.com/2012/05/07/poetic-license-21/
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