Sometimes one has to stumble on stones,
Fell down unfortunately on scorpions,
With painful and deadly sting so poisonous,
One can loose their lives since its dangerous.

Another times you come across oasis,
With plenty of water so cold in basis,
Up to one forgets that there is problems,
For their poor hearts are satisfied emblems.

Through out the way there is sand-dunes,
During storm they becomes hectic tunes,
Entering and causing irritations in the eyes,
Ooh! One may curse these horrible days.

Too cold during evenings and nights,
With day by day having endless plights,
This how life is moving on blue flights,
Needs patience and prayers to win the fights.

Changez
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