Life

Life is a road, we need to travel

Through rocks and stones and gravel

Through crest and troughs

Oh so dangerous and tough

Through hills and valleys

Through broad lanes and alleys

Life is just not a bed of roses

Its carries thrones and moses

It germinates from a seed and grows to a sapling

Then spreads its branches and leaves in the spring

The plant that grows bears beautiful rose flowers

So red, pink, yellow and white

The smiles on every flower looks so bright

Then the time comes to wither and dry

We can't bring back the freshness even if we try

Seeds grows to saplings, saplings to plants

Then Plants grows in to trees with freshness that enchants

Trees spreads out branches bears young leaves so green

The flowers and fruits ripens in the end of spring

Then the falls comes and withers them all and dry them all

A child is born and turns to a youngster

Then to an adult and then to an old supporting on a stave

Then withers like the dry leaves falls with wave

Six feet below the soil in to the grave.

Life is like an eagle soaring high up in the sky

Like the king with all the might makes the powerful cry

With a brave heart flies higher and higher above the sky

Never does it thinks of any danger its limit is beyond the sky

Life is like a piece of bread given to a needy

Being humble and deedy

Life is like the sea that flows seamless

The depth seems so endless

Filled with the treasures of all animals , plants, shells, molluscs and water living being

As it continues to shelter each of them and look to their well being

Life is like the start and end of a rhythm

That flows through the heart and ear like anthem

Life is like Life, brave, humble and kind

It leaves us together and entwined