Life becomes a jewel
as fragile as glass
Glittering edges likes mirrors at dawn
How comfortimg is forever
when eternity is just an illusion.
Times flies like butterfly lingers
jingling in shapes of his desires
like tides of life holds no bounds.
If death was a mistress
what name will my lady bare
if pride was a sin
dogs will wag across the street
with sense of humour.
Purposeful, they say
when a man lives for a century
acquiring gold
as tall as his desires

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Then suddenly it came Knocking
the uninvited guest called death
he has been wandering for decades
to take lives out of vessels
the great timekeeper
paying no attention to things left behind.
As the lifeless lie on the ground
buried six feet below
then it came to pass
the adage of the elves
life might be precious
what good is it?
if it last just for awhile.
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