We born in life in the purest form, and make it shure it would be last long.
We cry and cry without any reason , and no one judge as we came into intrusion
And then comes the age when we Start walking, as just as a cake with the cherry as a topping.
We grew and grew and made memories , and we all have one with whom we become vary.
Suddenly we get, a person on which we depend upon, and lose our senses if the one passes on.
By cuddles and puddles we become mature , as it is said experiences makes us much more strong .
Then comes the stage that's imp , when we get our princess in our hearts prison.
Slowly slowly we become older and recall our memories that passed on, as they were the one who make us happy alone.
Finally the life comes to an end . and we again become the same as God sended us into the beautiful deccan
©yashuj
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