Time and tide wait for none.
Whether the hardship or the fun.
Sooner or later all are gone.
But the triumphant tiredness
Takes its toll.
Turning tremendous
Into a regretful whole.
The tenacious tries to keep intact.
Content is what every one tries to act
All the effort goes in vain
All those losses and the pain.
Not a stone is left unturned
For Happiness to take its turn.
