PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Sometimes I think in my mind, I’ll never die,
Its not a real thinking, can’t prove it a lie!
I want to enjoy everything going around me,
I want to survive forever and I want to see!
But what a pitiful life we are just leading,
Our lifetime! How awfully it’s lessening!
Birds chirping with the murmuring sound,
After death where these could be found?
Have you ever seen the current of the river?
Did you ever touch the leaves that quiver?
Have you ever seen the color of a butterfly?
Or didn’t you enjoy the glow of a firefly?
We are missing them all as we are getting old,
Try to enjoy your time and try best to hold!
Once a sight is gone, it will never come back,
You can’t amend it when you’ll see a crack!
I don’t want to die, please don’t let me die,
I want to fly high; I want to touch the sky!
I’m getting old! I miss the taste of my life,
I want a beginning to get a chance to thrive!
We came in this world again we’ve to go,
Whatever we can do here, we’ve to show!
Why don’t we spread love all over the world?
Why we misuse our time by uttering vague word?
Can’t feel! Day by day we are loosing our time,
Need to try the best to make our life sublime!
Don’t have plenty of time, we’re getting old,
Please don’t waste the time, precious than gold!