from cradle to grave

When a child is born, has nothing to hold on
No aspirations and no bourns,
Ignorant of all the worldly desires, smiles and rejoice..
Slowly the world takes its toll on him,
And the poor fellow has to accede to them..
Expectations lead him to hell,
And he has no place to dwell, left alone in the dell..
Fights with his sorrows and pain,
But in the end its all in vain..
Wanted to break the shackles,
But the shackles in turn break him..
How can he betray his friends and all his kin,
Clouds shroud the sun and situation looks grim..
Loosing the spring in his stride, he barely survives,
Heaven save me at last he cries ..
Afraid of thunder, afraid of wind, afraid of any change in life,
Auster may sometimes shake him, and bring in strife..
Hard to resist your temptation, in this melancholy life,
Ingrained with restrictions, that feeling will also die..
Admit you are the one who broke my resolve,
But will try my level best to keep what I vowed..
Please understand rolling stone gains no moss,
May be dear you are heading towards a big loss..
Fallacy is in your heart and mind,
Intuitions are not always right,
What happened to your felicitous choice,
Gal I am not dat bright..
Like an austere teacher, life taught him indelible lessons
Just fight it out and never capitulate to your emotions..
After me gone nothing will go slow,
The sun will rise, and the wind will blow..
Death is not the death we know,
Death is what life everyday shows..
If you ever happen to visit my grave,
Don’t bother to drop tears, dats not for what I crave..
Hope you will you find a better man,
Wanted to be one but I just can’t..
River may surge and rise,
Can never become an sea on its own,
Its fate is to remain confined,
And merge in to an ocean alone………….