Short Poem By Kanchan Vallecha

Everyday I wake up and call,

Not to demand anything,

But to thank him for his greatness,

Still I observe the false with right person,

He calls it an exam,

For me it’s a path full of thorns,

Far away is lying the piece of peace,

For that I have to walk on these tough roads,

These are the real journeys of life,

Without these life is meaningless.

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