PANIC DREAMS
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Beset with so many pros and cons
We pull on the life strings
to joyous zones stead fast

That is the victory song
sung by all Humans indeed!

The road ahead may be bumpy
And confusing cross roads may ENCOUNTER our ways
Though we feel as if we are riding on straight paths
We go awry at times on life’s stretched ropes

We dance with fire
get bedecked on snow blocks
Would have tasted autumn’s bitter too
Yet we wait to relish spring tunes.

Life when not in the form of blank cheque
We trek the paths carefully with a goal
When it is drawn in figures but unsigned
We dip in all doldrums
and to swim the waves that weave against us

life is a miracle and also a comedy of errors
please !don’t throw it to the pangs of tragic streams.
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