The face of the sun changes
So thus the moon
If I die tonight, what shall be my gain?
Seasons too change
So thus the face of the clock…………
If I die tonight
The moon shall still rise?
Shall my fire leave ashes?
Time
Blind as rain knows no king
Whose rainbow colour dazzles the sky
Remove thy hand of mockery from the soup
Taunting the earth with thy smiles and tears
Whose laughter shakes the earth
Leaving water loaded
Which is better?
My thought to die
Or instant death.
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