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Life’s like a River

Life’s like a river
This flows day & night
Achieving great heights
Winning over every fight

Life’s like a river,
Waves breaking through every hurdle
Deterring no spirits to overcome
Searching for its alpine goals

Life’s like a river
Dances with everyone’s heartbeats
Studies the music of pompous
Enjoys the beauty of mirth ness in sacrifice

Life’s like a river
Master of its own
Emotions!! Love-the greatest of all
For hate it knows not

Life’s like a river
Joy & sorrow are its banks
Follows it wherever it goes
As they are inseparable

Life’s like a river
Competes with its own fears
Wishes to overcome darkness
Vibrates inspiration for what it aspires

Life’s like a river
Enchants the lives it passes
Graciously through its moods
Penetrates deep as time passes

Life’s like a river
Loves whatever good or bad
Accepts it as God’s gift
Not knowing what’s stored in it

Life’s like a river
Firm about friendship with ocean
Sure of romance with moon
Death creeps through summer
But still eagerly looks forward for it!!

Hi, friends!! This poem [without edition] is my first poem written at the age of 15 yrs..

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