The Endless Days of Struggle
Life is like a piano
White keys are good moments of life
Black keys are bad moments of life
Both keys when played together gives sweet music
No one is there who always had dark days
There is one and that is me !
There will be a vast to give thoughts on a starting journey
But when it becomes an endless journey
No amicable ones will be there to condole the agony
It`s the spring wheel of time
One who sacrifice is never applauded
Be an autocrat
Never take the words of others
Be the king of the world by one`s own word
This leads to a fruitful life
If not days will be always dispirited
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