Haappy cries turned into remorse of death
Your present suddenly change into a dreadful past tense
The Memories you created all go in a vain
Because at the end Soul tend to get back from where it came
The love you give here will get you back there in the name of prayers
The people who used to cursed you will also be in tears
Because death has it ways even if your hair has not turned gray
& That's the rule of life
Within a blink of an eye
All the precious moment die
The Happy face fade with so much grace
We live, We die, in this beautiful flight
& Although we get to live life only ones
We endure it thousand time.