One Moment It is Here, The Next Gone

Life is too short to hold a grudge,

Too short from your stated position not to budge,

Too short to prolong a quarrel,

Too transient to let it thoughlessly go by in a whirl,

Too fleeting to give way to mindless lust

Since anytime can it go bust,

Too tenuous to cave in to any greed,

Too vulnerable to hold fast to any dogma or creed,

Too short to preen over yourself,

Too dicey to gloat over your power and pelf!

Since one moment it is here, the next it is gone,

Since you might kick the bucket even without a moan,

Do not up the wrong delusional tree of your permanence bark,

Let realism your sojourn through life mark,

Let wisdom guide you every step of the way

So that you stay grounded and make the best of every passing day!

Since life is a momentary shooting star,

Let nothing mar its beauty and its effulgence tar!

Arun Bhagat

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