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LIFE


Life is but a time granted,

For some less,

For some more.


A period to live the best we can,

To help a soul,

To bless a child,

To respect an elderly,

But above all to glorify our Lord.


Life is but a test,

Neither a game,

Nor a dream,

But a test.


Live it,

Love it,

But above all respect it.


You can change everything,

But life's time,

So be careful how you spend it,

'cause the time once gone is gone forever and life spent,

Spent forever,

Never to come back.


Many a king lived by, 

Proud were they,

Held their head high,

But couldn't buy a minute more,

Than they were granted,

Even by giving away sacks of gold.


How could than we,

Dare to waste,

Even a minute of ours?


The call is sure to come,

Today or tomorrow,

Run as you may,

It will reach you no matter what.


Build a fort or a trench,

Yet it will surround you at it's appointed hour,

Believe it or not.


Oh you!

Living like you care not,

When the hour will come,

You will be shivering in fear,

No escape will there be on that day.


Rise and repent,

For you are a sinful soul,

Little good have you done.


Though blessed were you,

With a life so beautiful,

Yet you spent it in compliant,

Little did you heed the warning.


Given were you chances a many,

To do good and amend the wrong,

Yet you chose to wrong,

For you thought you had years to live.


You ate while the starving kid looked on,

You hoarded while the dying man cried for help,

You enjoyed while your dad worked,

You slept while your mom struggled.


Arrogant and proud,

You shoved the poor and needy,

Today as you lay,

Wrapped in white,

No riches will come to your aid.


Today you would wish to be back,

To feed the child,

To give a helping hand to the dying man,

To put your dad's shoulder to rest,

To comfort your mom's aging heart,

To pray and to do a good deed or two.


The burning candle,

Burns away,

Never giving a chance,

To the melting wax to shape itself back.


So does life pass away,

Without giving us a chance,

To change what has gone.


Gone is the time you had,

Gone are the days to repent,

Not even a second more do you have today,

For you wasted the precious moments gifted to you on the way


 

About the Author


Zeba Mirza is an aspiring Life Coach, YouTuber and blogger. She has a keen interest not only in psychology but also in creative fields like baking, patisserie and henna art. She has a YouTube channel (www.youtube/ZebaMirza.com) where you can watch her videos on inspiration, life, love and some other topics. You can also follow her on Instagram (@zebamirza1) 

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