Life Is Mere Verdant Thicket Applying Poem by Ahmad ibn Muhammad ibn Abd Rabbih

Life is mere verdant thicket applying.
If its left side is green, its other side is drying.
A grieved home without hope it is just disasters.
Its pleasure is mere transient dream to all dreamers.
Many delighted eyes life made it weeping heavier.
Other eyes life had put them on cheerful pleasure.
Don't submit thy eyes to be satisfied in its seduction.
Maybe it betrays thee at any location.
Don't cry over thing looks transitory.
You thyself are going to be buried finally.