I now know why
There's season for everything
I now know why green vegetation
Suddenly turned yellow and withered
I have discovered
Why strongmen loose their steam
Become weak, black hairs are now grey
Straight back is bent and curved
I now can tell you now
Why strong legs are ached
Only to be supported with walking sticks
I now know why
There are ten kings in ten seasons
Everyone has got his season
Everything is time bound
None can go beyond his time
All have limited time
Our lives are time bound
So, make proper use of your time
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Dear poet, you have described a hard reality of this mortal world. Nice write in a grave tone. Thanks for your comments on my poem.