TWO AGES OF MAN

 All the life is a game, all the ups and downs are merely players.

And a nightmare in a dark night, surely a truth of life.

Novelty are clouds, tears are rain, Didn't give a chance to thunder. 

Flowed in the river of rain, met with ocean of emotions. 

In the night chill, all the time i am mewling like a sick kitten.

From the other side orange blush of sun are the kind of comfort. 

These are just two ages of life, fear and unfair. 

And i saw the taste of venom in the form of honey. 

Two ages of mine, passed by aro and smitten. 

Somewhere filled with thorns, stones and elsewhere  with flowers.

I marched upon  the both roads,once in a while happily and sometimes in pain. 

And like  day and  night, they are two aspects of my love.