A FALL IN LIFE.

 It was the perfect time, in life
When I realized how important sorrow was.
That happiness can be felt,
Only when  sorrow existed.

 It wasn't the best time, in life
When sorrow held me tight.
Yet freedom could be felt,
Only after I was set free.

 It would be the most ideal time, in life
If everything fell in the right place.
But this feeling could be felt,
Only when everything would be shattered.

 It was visually horrendous to see
people die of sickness and mishaps.
Until I realized and felt,
that immortality was a myth.

 It was thoughtfully bizarre,
To love a stranger and leave one day.
Till I saw a long Que of people,
who were wanting to be loved.

 It was mentally amazing,
To win a game and defeat someone.
Till the time I was defeated
and saw others laughing at me.

 I wondered,
Why all these lessons were only learned after an experience? 
Because knowing it beforehand,
Would have never let it happen.

 It was the most beautiful feeling ever,
To realize how vital A Fall in Life was,
Until I fell to my worse,
And rose again to feel the victory. 

 -Rahul Bamane

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