A Last Breath

The world doesn’t cease to exist with your last breath It has nothing to do with your survival or death You have your hay day so long you are strong With no existence you won’t be remembered for long It moves on and moves on with purpose No one waits for anyone and suppose Kings too abdicate thrown in somebody’s favor It is continuous process and goes on for ever At some later stage we may be noticed You will be taken note of and well received It is nothing but slight contribution for cause In absence of it there will be complete peace and pause Who has the time to look at you? Everybody s trying to be successful and pass through Some one trying disparity with all tricks to, woo This in fact is reality and very true No one works here for anybody This fact is in knowledge of everybody You enjoy the life so long you are strong You will be thrown away the moment you are proved wrong The mighty may survive and weakest perish Life will be hell and just finished The chances are rare and diminished The life may be just waste and vanished Score brilliantly and stay in race All turns and tides you have to face What ever may be the merits of case? You will have to imprint new and old to erase It is not easy to hold Failure for sure even if you are bold It has something to do with good name Rest will follow automatically with fame