Life is a road devoid of course,
A definitive ending when it breaks; Melancholy crawls like a snake, Carousing are rabbits in the jump, Exciting but comes in hiatus!
A hero at times cries in silence, Coz the underdogs won the battle; Carousing are rabbits in the jump, There are lots more to settle, Strains always crawl along the path!
Who engrave chronicles in heaven? Why not the tales of the rabbits; What rouses those conclusions? I see loathsomeness all around; The sieve is time bound, Today life is seething with vigor!
