One day, we all must fade away,
Like fleeting stars at break of
day.
No wealth remains, no power stays,
Just echoes of the steps we trace.
So do no harm, let kindness lead,
For every soul must plant its seed.
This world is fleeting - dust and air,
A borrowed breath, a whispered prayer.
Live like a traveler, passing through,
Not clinging to what won't be true.
The castles fall, the oceans dry,
All turns to dust beneath the sky.
Let love and truth light up your way,
And guide your heart lest you should stray.
For in the end, when all is done,
Our deeds will shine beneath the sun.
So bow your head, lift hands to pray,
Seek mercy for the Judgment Day.
Let not this world be all you chase,
For here, we're strangers - just a phase.
Poem by
Asim Baadshah
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very meaningful, well composed poem dear poet.
Thank you for the compliment 🙏
Thank you for the compliment 🙏