March to your own rhyme
In this world's frenzy time
And look for your turn
From this world to return
For life is very small
With full of rise and fall
Where nothing comes to an end
Without cracks ot the bends
Because end of one thing
Is a start of another ring
Where one by one we go
And attend our part of the show
And then when time is up
And no dropp is left in the cup
In the cup of our life
Where we all survive
Then we have to leave it all
To say bye to this world small
And go forever to sleep
In the peaceful sleep very deep.
Seema Chowdhury
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/own-rhyme/
