Game of Life
Life puzzled me with its different doors,
In number four.
Each had a unique name,
It was a wisdom game.
They were categorised ; to one's need,
While choosing one must choose with heed.
Names : Peace, haste, shortcut and greed,
There wasn't discrimination, I agreed.
Opening one will open all,
One will lead you to the house, out of all.
Each had a surprise for one,
This only depends upon on one's wisdom,
Chose 'peace' with sweat on face,
Haste could make all mess,
My selection, gave me my family back,
Choosing others, could keep my life at stack.
Other gifts : ditch, demon and room full of darkness,
Without wisdom this would be the outcome : I guess.
In life family is main,
Don't waste time in chasing material gain...
By :- Rohit Sharma (Joker)
Copyright © Rohit Sharma | Year Posted 2021
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