With empty hands and barren eyes,
A man moves on from this domicile.
Regardless of the wonders he here achieved,
no power nor strength or status he takes.
but lies in the dust among his many more.
With deeds to bring light or burn his soul!
"One of the tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon, instead of enjoying the roses that are blooming outside our windows today."
SUBHANALLAH
JazakAllah :)
Wow. Loved the poem. Truly!
Thank you :)