It is useless to try
for vanishes even a babies cry
also a wise man's lie
for we are all certain to die.
fate decided the time and date
some say they can go against fate
I laugh at all their foolish state
and say to all I think you are to late
for we get deserted by life's joy and memories
and we leave behind nothing but our glories.
very nice opus Aksay...written with great rhymes and fine theme...nice message too...10+++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
written very well indeed...definitely certain to all...glories if any lives