Everybody wants their life to be a bed of roses.
But we fail to realize that roses come with thorns.
And they don’t realize sometimes in life
they have to grab the bull by the horns.
Sometimes it takes a lot of time to read
the shortest of the rhymes.
Sometimes we are on an easy street
but sometimes walking becomes so difficult.
We long our whole life for something
Sometimes we are sociable.
Sometimes we are arrogant.
Sometimes we are yelping.
Sometimes we shine with a smile.
Sometimes people can’t even stomach our happiness.
And sometimes they digest it easily.
We walk on the road of life.
Sometimes it is smooth.
Sometimes it is rough.
Sometimes we lose.
Sometimes we win.
And we survive.
Winner of this month’s writing competition
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