Castles can be made out of sand,
It’s your fate, which is in your hand.
Stones when thrown, always have effect,It’s up to you, which side you want to select.
There is a small difference of being at either side,But what is more important, is that what you stand abide.
You may get away, by telling a small lie,But where are u going?, a place where alone you have to cry.
Make someone smile and get yourself one,And see for yourself, what changes you have done.
Tears are of joy and may be of fear,Thought of losing a toy, or of someone so dear.
Everything here is special in its own kind,It’s all made by god, just serene and divine.
It’s your fate, which is in your hand.
Stones when thrown, always have effect,It’s up to you, which side you want to select.
There is a small difference of being at either side,But what is more important, is that what you stand abide.
You may get away, by telling a small lie,But where are u going?, a place where alone you have to cry.
Make someone smile and get yourself one,And see for yourself, what changes you have done.
Tears are of joy and may be of fear,Thought of losing a toy, or of someone so dear.
Everything here is special in its own kind,It’s all made by god, just serene and divine.
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