transience

The dainty flower that blossoms today

Exuding fragrance and exquisite beauty

alluring the straying butterfly

Will wither to nothingness

Someday

The rainbow that curves the horizon

Shading in great magnificence

Captivating unknown hearts

Will vanish to oblivion

any moment

The shapely reddened apples

Sparkling ripe in the reaps of labour

Veering low the boughs in prosperity

Will be detached to fall

Someday

Name and fame, Power and pelf

The desire of every glorious soul

 A key to greatness in being

will crumble down  

Someday

Beauty and charm

That so captivates the beholder

And infatuates many a hearts

Will yield to wrinkles

Someday

The melodious songs of the nightingale

Warbled pleasantly from the woods

Soft and soothing to the soul

Will  come to an end

Someday

The greenness of the meadow

Where the squirrels dance and play

And bees and butterflies buzz around

Will turn grey

at the fall

The sun that radiates the universe

Shining rays of  winning smiles

In the warmth of its glory

will sink  beyond the horizon

at the end of the day