A man comes with the cry,
And grows upto a person,
Like the rising sun from the east,
and marking its way to touch the horizon in the west.
He walks, a line chalked by the God
like the sun following its orbit
Uncertain of what comes next,
He goes on living every season of life.
He trods all day and night
With the beaitiful dreams in his eyes
He dances with the music of the star
And laugh in the night of moon.
He over comes every hurdles of
Life with a smile and
Celebrates every success
With word "thanks" to God.
He lives every color of life
To his best part,
And sings all songs of life
From his heart.
But when day falls apart
And life goes away
he closes his eyes
With beautiful part of life.
He smile through the tears
And wishper unheard to man
Just for the amighty above
And than many says...
That ...that
That his end in the
Dark night...
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