Skip is a part of Life


autobiographical poem


Try to understand the word of shape
Silent gives a mature of experience
Don’t wasted a time for a dog’s tail
Will get nothing from an empty basket.

Think! Before clap with them
Otherwise! Nightmare comes at night
Remember! Mad never become mad
Ready to hear! A band of word.

Leave like a Son of marry
Stay with who are agree
 Unbelievers always make a doubt
Will never get a bond of blood.

Boundaries are making by hurt
Choose carefully the mouth of companies
Don’t pulled the wise from a fool
Will treat like air without feel.

Conversation makes a noisy
Looks cow only eat a grass
Keep in memory a couple of face
Will never trouble a way of life.

                                   -Prantosh

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