Life Is Rife With Joy and Strife
Days will surely pass one by one
Either joy or sorrow will be won
Whether we need it or not
They will be by us surely got
Pains will vanish in due course
A cure, time will kindly enforce
Joy though now comes to stay
One day, it will also go away
Nothing will be in life constant
As changes are incessant
We must accept it meekly
We can't proceed weakly
We must rejuvenate our mood
That only is in life damn shrewd
Or else we will lose definitely
We must recover absolutely
Next step, we must initiate
God mayn't kindly propitiate
But, we must be confident
Then only we are prudent.
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