People say life is but a race!
Where everybody yearns to find a place.
But ask for a while my dear mate:
Where is my inner soul's trace?
Which will bring me the grace;
When end comes face to face.
Right is the time my dearest mate,
To ponder on this very case.
So put a brake & control your pace....
For time & tide cannot wait.
Halt! Halt! my mate for God's sake!
And give up this fruitless chase.
Put thou efforts for few coming days
To strengthen your bond with Almighty so Great!
And look thyself for your name:
World is honouring you all fame.
Isn't this GREAT? Go for it......
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Thanks for this wonderful poem with a valuable message that can bring about complete transformation for a blissful life. Great imagery and a powerful narrative.