Life: a game that plays us :)

Hullo n wlcm back frnds,

 I hope you all are amazed by the beauty of life as well as left dumbstruck by its suddenness...well well..that's something we have no control over...but one thing is sure ...we all have a part to play and that's what we should try to find out and do it...
so, here are few lines dedicated to Life which is the best player u would ever come across!!

When things break apart, even if u've the quickest glue... 
There are tragedies in lyf, of which u never have a clue...
You turn around and look! what wrong have i done??
and the answer that we get is....its just for fun!..
We may have tremendous power, might even have the brightest luck....
Life doesn't let you breathe easy, takes even your last buck...
It's crystal clear as truth itself,and we don't have a choice...
why shout like madmen then, don't you care for your own voice??
Yes, what we can do is learn,its tricks and twists as we grow...
and keep those secrets close to our hearts,keep it for our 'sis and bro...
and laugh in unison,for one day will come...
when they,like us, would also come to know....
That life is a different game, from what we hear and see...
Still,all are free to play it,be it you or me....
But the rules! sorry gentlemen,they have been already fixed....
And everything is fair in this game called "LIFE',
Only that everything is "Mixed"!!!!! ...

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