NEW HOPES RISING

it is quite simple. But when I wrote the little piece below, I had a few things that I needed to deal with - nothing like a tough time to get you all melancholy eh? It was a good while back. Recently, I went over it and thought along the lines of "wow! ain't it just true though?"

Days keep going
Time flies
and so short it seems,
for fresh plans are made indeed
and new hopes are rising.

Life is nothing but eternity,
Look! How far death is from reality!
For tomorrow always comes,
and yesterday's plans alone are done,
and new hopes are still rising!

And so for almost all his days,
a man himself enslaves,
to life's endless struggles
So his dreams aren't troubled
when his new hopes have arisen!

Oh! but why so much from Life,
does mortal man expect with so much strife
when the exact time to reap
coincides with his inevitable 'time to sleep',
then shall new hopes keep rising?


There has to be more to it all, right?

I am not trying to be a party pooper, but for a sec, think about it ..