My world

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Every second I observe some people around,
When me and my scooter go for a city on round.

Some wear goggles for showing their highs.
And some with their broken specs give much sighs.

Some walk around with their careless money,
And some bargain with the vendor to save a penny.

Some laugh aloud spreading their vicious vibes,
Some count upon God for smiling in their lives.

Some thump around boasting their gains of life,
Some look around for a cycle to seek a life.

Some with their boots stride away to slay,
Some walk bare foot to God with hope and pray.

Some tots with their bags run school to learn,
Some choose rags as their life and earn.

Some rush with happiness for inviting new life,
Some mourn aloud for losing their hope of life.

Some open their eyes with a new rise of hope,
Some toil around seeking an immortal life with hope.

With these tides of life, I sail through the world,
My scooter being my ship and I being the sailor of my world.
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-Jyotiprava

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