Life is a waste

This poem is written by my own. For more deppresion poem you can visit our website lifeofmanyyears-aditya.blogspot.in

Life is like a already burned matchstick that can't be burn again. We can't control the life but the life can control us. When the life throw us we became alone. Life is for sometime. So just take a deep breath and wait for the end of life or you can say a temporary pain.

Author's Note

This poem is written by my own. For more depressions poem visit our website lifeofmanyyears-aditya.blogspot.in .sorry for any type of grammmatic error

Reviews

[Aditya Narayan Mohanty]

Thanks Sir for review my writing and I also understand what you want to say..

[Sameer Jindal]

Life don't control us, we control our life. And life is no burnt matchstick, instead its the light of the matchstick which can be used to enlighten others or to burn others and it depends on you how you use it.