At times the funds would be at its ebb,
And the debts would peak so high.
Sometimes the sigh would be so heavy
That the light smiles hidden in the corners of our lips,
Would always go unnoticed.
The dark Sky’s clout
Doesn’t permit the thin silvery line of the clouds
To glow with pride.
Often we give up during bouts,
Sadly a little doubt
Costs us the victors crown.
Life is a farce,
And its vernacular is tragic humor.
Life is rock hard
Resisting every pinch.
Life’s a cinch
If every inched steps are attempts towards a yard.
We at times try to drown our sorrows,
But we provide a sea of liquor for them to swim.
We seek greener pastures
Because life has proven to be grim.
The grass is greener on the other side
Because someone beared the torture.
Success is failure turned inside out.
EK TiGER inked Life’s Success Ballad