Reason that makes you start with
Won’t be the reason by which
You will continue and end with.
Mother’s breast and toys
Were serious subjects to you.
Now, the whole universe is silly
Like worn out toys
And dried out breast.
You know that
The skin’s color and beauty
Didn’t stands for orange’s taste.
Skin is thrown and dropped
As you progress more and more,
Many things for which
You did spend your life
Will be again dropped.
Bride’s beautiful dresses won’t
Withstand the bridegroom’s presence.
The cover can’t represent the core.
But, still, the reason
Is ever one and the same.
The reason of life.
Be it at the start
Or middle or at the end