A day will come,
When he will rise up,
From sleep of thousand days.
Will rub the sleep off his eyes,
To see beyond the haze.
But all he would see faint memories of the days.
Will try to hold on something that's already gone away.
But all he would get is an empty life, too hard for a person to live.
Will strain his ears to listen to the sweet songs of old times.
But all he would listen is the silence at the place.
Will weep for days to come,
And spend his days in cage.
A day will come,
When he will sleep for eternal rest.
We usually don't value the people and things that are an inevitable part of our life while we have them, but we realize their importance in our life when we lose them.
I strongly believe the fact that no individual can live his/her life alone. We all need a family. Don't ever lose this precious gem, because no pain is greater than living a life alone.
