Everything was to be as beautiful,
As it needed to be.
It was quiet discerning,
That it didn’t turn out to be.
The less it is,
More the merrier.
For life isn’t everlasting,
It is bound to change for ever and ever.
All good can happen,
All cheers can arrive,
The only thing which doesn’t stay stagnant,
Is youth and the beloved time of our childhood life.
Everything was to be,
Brilliant, excellent, marvellous and cheerful,
But all are waiting for it to come,
As the world suffers forever and ever.