Past and Passion

What stays longer and lasts,
All about the future and pasts,
Something that is within us,
Which we rarely ever discuss,

Many of us want it that way,
Often we hear people say,
How I wish I really followed,
I let it die and simple erode,

But when time comes after,
Not much left of big laughter,
It then rings the bell to show,
You wish life moved so slow,

Many a time you go against,
For small pleasures, sensed,
For the paper and plastics life,
You overlook even your wife,

A big chase simple continues,
Well, it was given to choose,
You chose the others to win,
Get it all, even if you then sin,

Days fly, months cry, years die,
You sit there, and simply sigh,
You think and think, over it,
You wish you really did quit,

Keeping aside all that you love,
No conscience for one above,
Forgetting all your dear ones,
No time for daughters, sons,

Glaring now at some lost past,
You see, it has moved so fast,
Well, you just can’t revert life,
There is no life without a strife,

Longing for that rewind click,
And not messed with a chick,
Kept your life clean and neat,
Wished you had been sweet,

So, don’t drive life for money,
Choose your passion, honey,
Do all that you love, be true,
Be smart, between me and you.