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Sunday, February 27, 2011

LIFE IS THE GAME OF LOSS AND GAIN


Life is the game of loss and gain
Where every one struggles to attain
Have you ever seen a man that kind
Who never suffered from the worldly pain?
One may feel it different from other
But who can be away from its tightly chain?
All are the puppets of the same power
Who jeers to torture with momentary refrain.

Any may claim to be master of all surround
Also may boast to be deliverer of miraculous deeds
And often may be proud of noble lineage found
May be fond of pretension to be the best of all seeds
And may sing the song of his successful stories
May strut on his indomitable temporal glories
But who has encroached the compasses of times
Which invincibly secured with deadly betimes.

The thing around us is null and void
Transient and brittle with short while shower
By Time’s stroke who can avoid?
Unfathomable ocean or mountainous power
Truth is not ever whatever we have seen
It is sometimes that which seems unseen
Though today is never sure to remain tomorrow
Yet one must have to pay if he does borrow

Who says to forsake the world in cowardice ways
To quest of the few forlorn and deserted land
The dark and light through ages have dueled always
To quench dryness by water in pervading sand
Do the best to your own accord with direst steps
What if nothing but failure drop falls in your cups
What is use to estimate every loss and gain?
Go on living whether it is pleasure or pain.

LALCHANDRA
25th Dec2009



















LIFE IS THE GAME OF LOSS AND GAIN

Life is the game of loss and gain
Where every one struggles to attain
Have you ever seen a man that kind
Who never suffered from the worldly pain?
One may feel it different from other
But who can be away from its tightly chain?
All are the puppets of the same power
Who jeers to torture with momentary refrain.

Any may claim to be master of all surround
Also may boast to be deliverer of miraculous deeds
And often may be proud of noble lineage found
May be fond of pretension to be the best of all seeds
And may sing the song of his successful stories
May strut on his indomitable temporal glories
But who has encroached the compasses of times
Which invincibly secured with deadly betimes.

The thing around us is null and void
Transient and brittle with short while shower
By Time’s stroke who can avoid?
Unfathomable ocean or mountainous power
Truth is not ever whatever we have seen
It is sometimes that which seems unseen
Though today is never sure to remain tomorrow
Yet one must have to pay if he does borrow

Who says to forsake the world in cowardice ways
To quest of the few forlorn and deserted land
The dark and light through ages have dueled always
To quench dryness by water in pervading sand
Do the best to your own accord with direst steps
What if nothing but failure drop falls in your cups
What is use to estimate every loss and gain?
Go on living whether it is pleasure or pain.

LALCHANDRA
25th Dec2009



















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