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The Life

 

 The Life


The life is like a game,
Sometimes you lose
and sometimes you gain ||

The life is like a challenge,
some times you face
and sometimes you left ||

The life is like a train,
once you reach
the right station,
you feel happy and gay¹ ||

¹gay :- happy and excited 

                                     - Hena Kausar  

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  1. Unknown10 March 2022 at 01:23

    Wow! I've no words for this amazing master piece.

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  2. Unknown10 March 2022 at 04:25

    Amazing lines..

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  3. Unknown10 March 2022 at 05:12

    Such a nice poem; a beautiful collection of words piled together with a deep meaning 👍🏻

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  4. Unknown10 March 2022 at 05:15

    So true! The real definition of 'life'. 👍🏻👍🏻

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  5. Unknown10 March 2022 at 05:36

    I've read various poem of different famous authors but none of them has impressed me as much as yours did. Great work 👏🏻

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    1. Hena kausar10 March 2022 at 05:40

      Thank you so much for your appreciation! I hope you'd like my other write-ups too.

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  6. Unknown10 March 2022 at 06:18

    I find literature boring... (-_-) but your stuff is developing my interest in it. 😃
    Eagerly waiting for your next post.

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    1. Hena kausar10 March 2022 at 06:57

      Thanks a lot!
      I can relate with your feelings because my child was also not interested in literature, but now she likes it.☺

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  7. Right to Information in india10 March 2022 at 07:57

    good poem

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  8. Unknown10 March 2022 at 08:46

    A truly flawless poem. ✨

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  9. Unknown10 March 2022 at 23:15

    This made my day :))

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  10. Unknown11 March 2022 at 04:44

    Simple words deep meaning. Best poen ever! Would like to read some short stories as well.

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    1. Hena kausar11 March 2022 at 05:22

      Thank you! Will do it for sure. But may I know from where you are?

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    2. Unknown11 March 2022 at 08:07

      East Austin, USA

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    3. Unknown12 March 2022 at 02:36

      Yes! I also wan'na read some stories. Thriller can be a good choice XD

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