My life is going far away from my own life;
What changing n why,many snakes as to hiss.
Where is my nector of love as heavenly;
Why so much snakes to creep in my body.
What does my luck want from me;
Slowly slowly converting into as satin’s tree.
Are my existence is to drink d sip from goblet of poisonous wine;
Oh,no,it is not me and nor d song of mine.
Dis is fault of time;if i am changing myself;
At curve of dis path,it is better to silent for safe.
My little humming bird of heart is hidden into a safe hole;
And without any worries,my life is going for saving its soul.
Written by aruna sharma.
23.05.2017.. 7.40pm
So practical .
I can relate myself to this. (Y)
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I always like the words you write
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A lot of thanks,pupazzovi.dear!! do u think about of life dt what is this?plz reply.
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I know-many people suffer in this situation as u n as me.
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As long as we live and experiance, I think it is alright. 🙂
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Yup ….i dont believe in suffer actually ….i believe in learning 🙈🙊 but ha sachai to hai ki aj bhi kabhi na kabhi kuch palo k liye suffer krte hia hai
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I think that you are right because life sometimes seems to go too much far away. Life is a beautifoul thing but sometimes is too hard !!!!
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U r right.
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Thanks for ur understanding about my attitude about life n meaning of my post.u r most kind person,dear pupazzovi.
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A lot of thanks for understanding my post,dear.
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Please come to see my new pupazzovo and tell me if you like
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