This Is Life Poem by Muhammad Shakour Algnash

People come and go
And under that tree we used to sit
Like the stars go with the flow
With all that time it was bit
Watching the stars is so fun
One, two, three like strangle
And counting them while they run
Each one shines and wants to wrangle
Oh moon, why are you sad is it bad
Tonight me and you sitting alone
But, when you are alone are you not mad
And looking at each other with sad tone
Seasons come and go and you diminish by dawn
Time travels, yet no one will hold his throne