Treasure Island

Palas Kumar Ray


Nothing Remains Alike

Trust no time.Time is a forgetful friend
Changing very fast is it's perpetual trend
Oblivion is the state we reach at the end
Nothing remains in place alike, friend

No joy, no sorrow, no foe not a friend
No love, no hatred dear adhere till end
Very fast we forget what'd we planned
Nothing remains in place alike, friend

© Palas Kumar Ray.All rights reserved.

Submitted: Thursday, March 26, 2009
Edited: Saturday, June 07, 2014

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  • Dr Hitesh Sheth (4/9/2009 10:31:00 PM)

    Nothing is permanent in this wicked world not even our sorrows..........Charlie Chaplin...........Only permanent thing in this world is change..................Good Write, , , , , , , , (Report) Reply

  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (3/27/2009 12:56:00 AM)

    Time knows no works against all of us, in equal standard...'til Death doth strike, and Time doth freeze...forever...
    Palas...Very Nice Write...I've always liked writing on this topic....!

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  • Indira Renganathan (3/26/2009 11:56:00 PM)

    Hundred percent correct....ours is a transient life to leave behind everything for an ultimate change i.e death..10++++++ (Report) Reply

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