Don’t speak, don’t talk
Life is like, a piece of chalk,
The more you live, the shorter it gets,
Like the Sun, that always sets,
Don’t speak, don’t talk
Life is like, a daily walk,
On the way, we meet some bumps,
It always smoothens up, after it jumps,
Don’t speak, don’t talk
Life is like, the fortune’s knock,
Sometimes it brings in, the fragrance of happiness,
Sometimes it leaves us, in the obnoxious loneliness,
Don’t speak, don’t talk
Life plays its role, by absorbing each shock,
Bruises of body, bruises of mind,
Passage of time cures them all, by its hands very kind,
Don’t speak, don’t talk
Life is full of possibilities,
Just try to undo the lock ... |
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