Life is nothing
Every sleep of a soul
Remembers our death
Every wake up of a morning
reminds our births
We cannot be stable for a long and
We cannot take even a little bit
We will have to go
as a empty null pot
Our crowns and powers can do nothing there
Our money and wealth
Will do nothing for us
The life of every second is His mercy and
food of every bit is His grace
Where is poor and
where is rich in the end of His play
Leave your life in His feet and
Believe His endless grace
To cross this ocean as a safe
To believe His feet and to reach as a safe
Mingle with good and nobles
T o mingle with good and nobles
We will have peaceful days
Peaceful days of life will pave
Peaceful seconds of last sleep
Peaceful death and peaceful end
Will open His gates of Heaven
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Well said. We came emptyhanded, and we leave emptyhanded. Then why do we have rivalry over petty issues, wasting that precious time. When we came into this world we were crying, and all others around smiling, when we leave let all others cry, cry in joy for knowing us leaving everlasting memories.10+++