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സേക്രഡ് ഹാർട്ട് എച്ച്.എസ്.എസ്. ദ്വാരക/കവിതകൾ (മൂലരൂപം കാണുക)
10:23, 24 നവംബർ 2018-നു നിലവിലുണ്ടായിരുന്ന രൂപം
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==THE BEAUTIFUL SLICE | <font size=5px><font color="rainbow">THE BEAUTIFUL SLICE</font></font><br> | ||
Life is an | Life is an enigmatic dream,<br> | ||
where all of us characters in it;<br> | |||
we see everything dubiously,<br> | |||
prouding happiness everywhere.<br> | |||
Where can we find happiness in life?<br> | |||
Either in the innocence of childhood,<br> | |||
or in the maturity of adulthood,<br> | |||
or in the weakness of oldage...<br> | |||
Childhood,the most beautiful period-<br> | |||
of a human life where everyone,<br> | |||
travel through the abyses of innocence-<br> | |||
and break all the trammels<br> | |||
The days of mysterious mischifs,<br> | |||
The days of fabulous freedom,<br> | |||
The days of infinitesimal interests,<br> | |||
The days of squiggling styles.<br> | |||
In the delectating youth,<br> | |||
where friends are guides;<br> | |||
We strut around with no one affront-<br> | |||
and dispols the mellous love of parents.<br> | |||
The days of slurry emotions,<br> | |||
The days of abrupt decisions,<br> | |||
The days of various wantoness | |||
The days of innappropriate ambush.<br> | |||
The flimly old age,<br> | |||
where all tired and weak-<br> | |||
makes us distress and talk,<br> | |||
thinking of all dooms in life.<br> | |||
The days of vile thoughts,<br> | |||
The days of obscure loneliness,<br> | |||
The days of gravely feeling,<br> | |||
The days of drowsing decorations.<br> | |||
As the people who were,<br> | |||
summoned by fate in a flood;<br> | |||
scattered in religious animosity,<br> | |||
the happiness scatters away from us.<br> | |||
Which of these slices,<br> | |||
can deluge you with happiness?<br> | |||
The answer, so elementary:<br> | |||
'It is not these slices!'<br> | |||
But the answer was in the slices:<br> | |||
'The bitering love and hearful hope,<br> | |||
helps to decipher happiness and life;<br> | |||
It stows you in happiness.'<br> | |||
Life is a gift-<br> | |||
Enjoy it!<br> | |||
celebrate it!<br> | |||
Live it!<br> | |||