VANITY OF LIFE
In my true dream of real fantasy, I saw
A rainbow void of its colors,
The sky without its ornamental starts,
The sun raging like fire.
The days and nights becoming indistinguishable,
The elements of Nature all turning wild with rage
I could only hear the feeble cries and silent prayers…
The earth is opening up and savoring its inhabitants
As though She is no longer bothered to nurture them anymore.
The wind is blowing away everything with all its might,
The ocean is rising to swallow the land,
Volcanoes erupting to emit out lava,
The habitation is slowing becoming extinct with every
passing moment.
Nature is destructing itself unfathomably.
Everything is dying.
Everything is destructed.
Yet man tries invariably to safeguard his material possessions,
his ever greedy mind unsatisfied,
As he lay in his grave, repenting about his past…
Epilogue:
Man never realizes the vanity of life, until he loses it.
There is no greater asset worthier than life itself.
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