Life is like that...

When you go out for a gentle breeze... May be blown away by a sand storm When you want to giggle in spongy rain... May be caught in the roar of a tempest When you try a velvety shore... May be carried away by gigantic tides When you approach a crystal clear blue lagoon... May be a quagmire waiting to swallow you up When you negotiate a garden trail... May be lost in a wild forest When you are to set foot on rosy path... May be pricked by the sharpest thorns When you fondle a newly curled-out petal... May a deadly wasp sting to explode pain When you try to water a tender plant... May a torrent submerge the whole garden When you relish a silver stream in hot summer... May turn out to be a whirlpool and suck When you expect an oasis in a desert... May turn out to be a mirage in scorching sun When you think of bursting out a hilarious laughter... May be ending up with an uncontrollable sob When you think of blossoming love in tender heart... May be erupting a volcano spewing hatred

When you dream of having a wonderful friend... May be put into unpleasant acid test When you think of holding a lively diamond... May turn out to be a hard and heartless rock When you try to settle with a small fight... May be waging a big and unending war When you are ready to calm down and compromise... May be pushed to the brim of predicament When you long to living with a fairy-tale-princess... May be ending up with horror-movie-devil When you are anxious to hold the hands of an angel... May be ending up in ruthless hands strangling your neck.

............. When I started writing for the sake of a poem It turned too pessimistic to continue... A bud should always bloom into flower So is the poem...nurtured to grow...and not to wilt!