A FEW THOUGHTS AND A HOPE

When O Life shall thou farewell bid?
When of this world shall I get rid?

When death stares at me, in the eye,
will I be ready to fearlessly die?

Will I be young? Will I be old?
Will I be scared? Will I be bold?

I know not where. I know not when.
But I have decided to live life till then.

For worthless it is to think of tomorrow,
and waste today in grief and sorrow.

No one and nothing shall make me sad;
For tomorrow's sake, today mustn't be bad.

With honesty and courage, today I shall live;
Less I shall gather,more I shall give.

A little poet writes this piece,
Hoping tomorrow, he will rest in peace.