Living in fear of end

Life’s is no bed of roses
people say and I frozes
I know, I agree it isn’t easy
but I try not to make it thorny.

It’s something to make use of
do good and utilize the chance
only once we live on earth
so make out fine opening of birth

I love life and live in fear of end
that’s why I like every second
I want to excel in everything I do
and draw on all good to be decent.

Choice is ours to live

Every day we have two choices
either to ignore or hear our voices
The inner conscience shows the path
where we have to opt and make a start

In times of joy we are delighted
carry a smile and stay fascinated
but in the pain we get frustrated
and begin to feel distressed

Roses don’t have thorns, thorns have roses.
life don’t have breathe, breathe have life.

Life’s full of surprises

Life’s full of surprises
It’s no bed of roses.

We’re all busy in making a living
and never take it as a blessing
that’s the reason we’re worried
look tensed and always hurried.

Every day is a novel and new one
It brings happiness, grief or fun
We never know what’s in store
sometime we receive less or more.

It always amazes with its giving
we’re here just for receiving.
Take it as a gift and thank god
all that’s been offered with a nod.