Hemraj Bastola, Pokhara.
Endeavor is the:
Other name of existence.
You may have to
walk on the fire,
Or on the blade of knife
To manage the bed of roses
You need to flight with
Jabbing nails of stem.
Life is a game of thorns
Maintain it well !!
To bloom flower in it.
You Know !
Every plant is trying
Ultimate peace to receive:
From germination
To the flowering.
And the climax is over
As soon as the smile
On the petels is laid.
Life is a game of thorns
Maintain it well !!
To bloom flower in it.
Where is not?
Beauty without ego !
Rose without spikes to grow.
Devoid of the revelence
You can not answer.
As night gives:
Meaning to the day
Likewise day gives
Meaning to the night.
Life is a game of thorns
Maintain it well !!
To bloom flower in it.
Everyday !
Is a battle to bloom
To achieve the smile,
On crest to crown.
Feel not defeated
To use the:
Hercules in you
Life is a game of thorns
Maintain it well !!
To bloom flower in it.
