You can, well, cork the mouths of a thousand bottles,
But not that of one that always tittle-tattles.
The one, for long, had gone through adverse times,
Be afraid to face even good that comes!
So far, none is born in this world
Whose mind did not, at times, run wild.
None is perfect, each having a blemish;
Even the sun has black spot to tarnish.
Singer wishes to perpetuate his name
Shall stop singing at the peak of his fame.
If tomorrow wouldn't be dawn,
What's the worth of all that you own?
Through mythology we try to know the myth;
Though many of us try to ignore the truth.
I can't say: "miles to go before I sleep",
Because the last sleep is not in my grip.
Behold, if somebody is nobody, nobody respects;
Anybody is anybody, anybody respects.
In this universe of eternal darkness,
Sunshine, at times, brings momentary brightness.