This World Is An Inn Poem by mamutty CHOLA

The systems of coming and going is
On since eternity

Youth and gone time never come back
I wished it had come back we would have
Never separated with our loved ones in life

Whoever come has to go it is the law of nature
Gone people never return but their memories
Do keep coming

Death is simply defamed for nothing for performance
Its duty
One nothing which is great about death is she keeps
Reminding the good qualities of departed in life

Even a single movement is not in our control
Still people are very arrogant in their life

Only suggestion try to live in people's hearts
If you wish to be remembered while alive and
After death

This world is an inn every thing is transient
Except death
People come and go like bubble in this world.
Mamutty chola