Sometimes
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0sometimes in life we are not active
for making our creation crteative
In series of mountain and group of fountain
We are not prepare for situation
which involves flactuation
In death of some
And difficulties come
Sometimes we are not there for tears
And seems path is not clear
we don’t get love
And friendship of dove
Some are alone
Some are shown
Sometimes we don’t show sadness
And sometimes we cry in madness
We sometimes pray for peace
But in return sorrow we recieve
This happens sometime that we feel guilty
for our own cruelty
In world of time
We tend to get punishment for our crime
And it is necessary to balance us with lifeline
some times we miss someone
and also his love
His belongings are like moments
which were in past spent
That is why we are not active
for making our creation creative………..
This poem was written/submitted by Vishal Singh.
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