The Swing
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......