By Noor-ul-ain Hanif
Life is unpredictable,
Life is unreliable.
It hurts and gives us more pain,
When everything is moving plain.
Life is a bunch of roses,
But it’s not a bed of roses.
It is a long path of bitter thorns,
Those are waiting for us to move on.
It always smells sweet but
Nobody knows its true reality indeed.
We are bonded with friends and loved ones,
Life strikes on such connections.
It makes us sadder,
When we see our friends and loved ones in trouble.
And it really makes us helpless
When we see our parents upset!
