Life..................at large

                Life...............................at large
   

        Life offers a gift,every now and then,
        But enveloped in its mushy,misty structure,
        Is agony,sorrow and pain.


        Everywhere I see,tere is despair,
        In this materialistic world of selfish people,
        There is nobody,who would take time out and care.


     
        Does everything that happens to us,is for our own good,
        I doubt,after having seen,
        Life in its every emotion,every mood.



        We suffer endlessly at the hands of time,
        Life is a journey of endless strife,
        Till a person is rocked to slumber by his funeral chime.