It is said to be my life, <br />Free to color and enjoy, <br /> As I cherish. <br /> <br />Is it true? <br />It is all fictitious, meaningless, <br />As all are flawed. <br /> <br />Miles away from truth. <br />It is only an illusion. <br />And beyond the grip of time and place. <br /> <br />Good to delight a beguiling child, <br />With a kite, <br />But do not know to fly. <br /> <br />Life is like a balloon, <br />Hallow and empty, <br />Ready to burst and deceive. <br /> <br />And we are only a puppet <br />In the hands of cruel fate, <br />Who enjoys this joke? <br /> <br /> <br />From: <br />DR. Yogesh SHARMA<br /><br />Dr. Yogesh Sharma<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-725/
