This is a poem I wrote today for a creative writing competition:
Life is a voyage,
The route is set.
Both joys and sorrows,
A man will get.
Destiny has to be shaped,
On one's own.
That person will succeed,
With flying winds,
who will not be flown.
With shortcomings and disasters,
One has to cope.
Be it anguish, pain, scares,
But most important is hope.
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Life
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