All the World's a Stage,
All men and women are players in it,
We have roads designed,
Sometimes even our walks through thick and thin,
A place where destiny leads us,
We loathe a few things,
And penchant for others..
We live a few moments,
And let go of the one's not designed for us..
We live in a bubble a few many times,
And thrive to live in reality..
We smile through the misty days,
And wander alone across this lonely planet..
Sometimes making way for future,
Sometimes battling the present,
Sometimes living out of the past,
A suitcase of memories
And a bucketful of enigma,
Looking at world through rose tinted glasses,
Living between the shades of grey..
Embracing one moment at a time,
Worrying for a lifetime..
Setting thoughts free like a bird,
Living vibrantly every moment..
