The Vagaries of Time
Beautiful things wither with time,
You can't buy them back even for a dime,
Strength leaves your body soon after,
You feel weak even trying to produce a small laughter.
All your dreams and desires are left behind,
As you search for the truth which you never find,
Till one day you leave this world either in tension or in peace,
And enter another without any fees.
You know it's not up to you when you will die,
So don't build a dream with a foundation of lies,
Prepare for the time when you will be judged before your lord,
And don't vile away your valuable life,instead spend it remembering your God.