With mists of the unknown and clarity of the known,
Great expectations of crossing the remote horizon,
With lines of the fate and ways of a fortune made,
We struggle and strive to cross every barricade.
Born under the cozy shelter offered by our parents,
We often overlook the concern of them - our gerents,
Not giving them proper support when they need us most,
Rather having our busy daily schedule's boast.
Too late we realize what we have done, specially when
Certain things are boomeranged back to us again
When we attain parenthood we know how tough it is
To turn the steady track of the breeze!
Often we neglect our family taking them for granted,
Depriving them of the affection they had wanted.
But whatever we do, that comes back to us someway.
Sarcastically depicting the life's circling sway.
Through the enigma of life we get befuddled
In the arms of joys and sorrows we are cuddled.
We walk hands in hands with funs and pains,
Strolling along with the sunshines and rains.
Great expectations of crossing the remote horizon,
With lines of the fate and ways of a fortune made,
We struggle and strive to cross every barricade.
Born under the cozy shelter offered by our parents,
We often overlook the concern of them - our gerents,
Not giving them proper support when they need us most,
Rather having our busy daily schedule's boast.
Too late we realize what we have done, specially when
Certain things are boomeranged back to us again
When we attain parenthood we know how tough it is
To turn the steady track of the breeze!
Often we neglect our family taking them for granted,
Depriving them of the affection they had wanted.
But whatever we do, that comes back to us someway.
Sarcastically depicting the life's circling sway.
Through the enigma of life we get befuddled
In the arms of joys and sorrows we are cuddled.
We walk hands in hands with funs and pains,
Strolling along with the sunshines and rains.
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