Life

Let's take it easy and accept the multiple, innumerable and unending ironies of life.

Ups and downs like Rollercoaster rounds
Right left all around
No way to escape it's bounds
Unpredictable and scary like a hound


Sometimes noisy and Loud
Rest without a sound
It creeps you in-out, all around
Yet so thrilling n profound
I wonder what makes it round!

Time makes you bound
Emotions, people, decisions like rain pound
Yet you like them to surround
How you end up either up or down on the Rollercoaster round
Seemingly dumbfound
Indeed, life is compound!