The Swing

The mysterious swing

Of this innocent life

Begins it's the ruthless ride

It takes us through

Once on a high

Next on a low

The rise of joys

Bustling joys

Ravaging tsunamis

Growling ebbs

Roaring flows

Chatting waves

Murmuring ripples

Humming air

Whistling wind

Whipping storms

Weaving melodies

Tingling drizzles

tickling splashes

Roaring thunders

Blinding lightning

Cutting chills

Freezing winds

Wooing the souls...

Swing of life

Takes us on a tiring ride

Countless Joys and sorrows

Give the bittersweet taste

Of this ever testing life. 

The ride begins

Without one's permission

Or initiation,  

swings everyone up and down

Never letting anyone stay calm.

Still, the ride continues

As the show must go on......