Life is a set of travels through a bunch of squares. Sometimes, again and again, one gets back to square one. But one learns to learn. And if you try hard enough, you get to avoid the snakes to climb up a ladder.....
The Mind Mangoripening in anticipation
of someone's
golden future;
Wishful foliage,
Green and hopeful,
Blossoms nodding
on an indulgent tree,
Unfolding ,
hopeful of the fruit,
sweet
of the effort......
But
shifty rains hoodwink
your logic,
Dark but willful clouds
sometimes
Parching the blossoms,
And
you remain,
a slogging tree
struggling to
push the sap to the leaves
and branches,
and although skeptical
at the roots,
still
urging the blossoms
"Wait! Dont give up !
These days too shall pass
and life will be ,
sometime,
maybe....
Sweet and Golden Yellow,
again......"
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