Life has its own high and low,
Few highs which cause to forget
All the lows
Few lows which feels like
This is all full of blows
But both are
different sides of the coin
Inviting one
other will be its plus one
Without high, lows are high
Without low, highs are low
Dont make it null
Otherwise life will be dull
Cry like a baby
Laugh like a drain
Tell your brain
To take it home
With open hands full of foam
With a smile on your face
And a beat in your heart base
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BROKEN BEAD'S
PoetryIts just a collection of some poems... some can be relatable and some can be imagined. Or a collection of thousand thoughts... Hope you like it!