My Life, My Ways
It's my life not a play
Why all want to direct it in their way?
It's my choice to keep someone away
Not a public place where anyone can lay.
My life should be a happiness tray,
Which I want to design with a memorable clay.
Not enough freedom for others so they may,
Find trifle mistakes and give a negative say.
Copyright © Arunima Gupta | Year Posted 2016
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