Whenever I tried to fly very high,
In this beautiful blue sky.
It pulled me down,
And put me back in the real town.
Sometimes I used to cry,
But still I used to try.
I try again and again to climb the wall,
Because my life teaches me all.
Sometimes no matter how fairly you play,
There would be someone ready to make you slay.
But still play fair everyday,
That’s what my life has to say.
It teach me how to look glad,
When from inside you are really sad.
Because its not all about me,
Its about people who are more valuable than myself for me.
Never ever try to give up,
Just go and get some reasons to live up.
Don’t live like shaking twigs,
My life teaches me how to live big.
People come close and become my friends,
They move with me all around.
Then suddenly they left me and make it end,
My head spins like a merry go round.
Because they never make it clear,
How I became that much hatred from a dear.
I was left out with my tears,
Still my life teaches me to be a dear.
I got the best teacher,
But I think I am not a good creature.
I think as a student I am not up to the mark,
Because sometimes I finds myself alone in the dark.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
My Best Teacher- "My Life"
Posted by Jaspreet at 4:57 PM
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3 comments:
Just beautiful.. I am running short of words, U write beautiful JAZZZZzzz..U rock!!
thanks...waise u r running short of words...!!!
quite inspiring yar..well written :)
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