You cannot have life without ‘withouts', no doubt;
And when you come to know this ‘without' please don't shout.
Sun, moon, stars don't shine throughout the year
Storms come with thunder and fill heaven with fear.
Laughing flowers wither, rocky bonds shatter
In the world of ‘withouts', nothing is the matter.
Here souls live without bodies, bodies without souls
Most dejectedly human beings play their roles.
Eyes are to weep, hearts to heave and minds to mourn
A congealing wind blows and warm passions are torn.
Gone pleasure never returns, but grief can do so
Having a lot but with ‘withouts' we have to go.
To all ‘withs' ‘outs' are added - a fact very grim
All candles of hope, one day, no doubt, become dim.
Try to live with ‘withouts' O my dear friend!
Because it is governing Nature's long lasting trend.
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