We all can express" sorry"
Over lost glory
That shall not be regained
If ever failed to retain

The nature has set
Clear rule to let
Everyone know
That one has certainly to go

The candle shall melt
The darkness may be felt
The light shall not come back
I shall always be cruel joke

Think of present
That shall count
Each second and minute
To make our voice mute

We shall be finished
When time comes to perish
No one shall remember
As it us normal tendency to suffer

hasmukh amathalal

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