Roads Of Life

First we learn to walk indoors,

the path is full of pebbles, pot holes.

We tumble down, kick and fight

till the floor turns plain and smooth.

 

Roads of life are topsy-turvy

weight and force of steps make them even.

Roads are endless, so are journeys

we make them smooth for posterity.

10th July, 2017. 

Reviews

[writ rajat]

Nice poem glad to read this thanks for share