You danced to your mind's command
And wasted your time- a treasure,
Now suffer, unable to meet day's demand,
And pray to suffice needs and pleasure.
An outpour of emotions
Betrayed by expectations
Moments of happiness in brief
Is paused short by deep grief.
He was there as a guiding star,
As a wonderful teacher, teaching the
Souls of Present,goals of Future.
Here it is, there it is,
Lying around in a hundred piece
A victim of man's desire. Hell!
Oh God! The big tree fell!
In the world of sorrow, dreadful plight
The Wings of Fire took its flight.
"A great relief", said future. Sigh!
As it reached the sky and high.