Wildife Poem by Javeria Aslam

Life is just a way;
To pass time but in pray.

Life is not ample, that to waste;
Too short to enjoy each n' every taste.

Life is given to you, fortunately if long;
Needless to make merry, it's only a doleful song.

Life egoistically thinks of itself, anytime can steal your last breath;
Eternity is offered by another benevolent facet, and that's death.

Life, what a knave; sells those vitriolic thorns;
But deceives you by covering them in roses from the green lawns.

Know now, life was never meant to be kinder;
But agony abates, if you fix a destiny and be its finder!