Wednesday, September 9, 2020

Revelation

We walk on roads, narrow and wide
All our paths universally collide 

While some live and some die
For different reasons we all cry 

We do not decide to be born
But live anyway, from dusk to dawn

The word 'life' may be scientifically defined
But it does not lead us to any confines

It give and gives, and takes even more
But even then, life we adore 

So until your number sweet death dials
I hope the small moments makes you smile

-Aditi Shetty. 

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