The Cosmos is a beautiful place

As beautiful as it is, there are toils we face

Every passing day, we strive to be better

And also try to get stronger


When push comes to shove, family and friends turn strangers

While strangers become helpers

What a world we live in 

A world of roller-coaster is what we are in


There are phases in life

That comes with strife

We need no knife 

To cut the painful rife 


By hook or crook, we get broken

But it’s better to see it as a token

Because taking it too hard

Will keep us immensely sad


The cosmos will be a better place 

If we have adorable people with beautiful face

And not shoddy people with beautiful face

Only then we can run a smooth and gratifying race



This poem is about: 
Our world


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