Life is sometimes hard
Living in a crowd felt as a canoe rowing
In waters of either ripples or waves surging
Numerous things alter them calm or roar
Giving frights or delights to the rower
Making one tired of the uncertainties
With which struggling to decide helplessly
Both surrendering and holding mingles in mind
A situation sinks one's delights inside sand
Life at these times makes one feel arduous
Even worse than being sick or being poor
None of them bully one's peaceful soul and mind
But the unsettling relationships compel maniacal
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