ক – এ কবিতা Bitasta Sengupta
Life
Life is but a cup of coffee-
Stirred till its last breath,
Happiness added to it- when needed
To sweeten it till death.
Made stronger when you need to rise…
Made thinner when you need to fall down…
Everything is so not planned –
Like a crinkled gloomy frown.
Sometimes it stains your sheets…
Sometimes your favourite skirt…
And you are blamed for the mess!
And forced to clean the dirt.
Yet every morning we rise
To give the cup a stir,
And sip the bitter sweet dreams
And let the fears blur.
Bitasta Sengupta (13 years)
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