The ultimate

No matter, how long you live
The ultimate will reach you
But it matters how you live
That decides how you will die

No matter, how many roses you seei

It matters how many roses you bloom
No matter, how happy you lived
It matters, how happy were others with you

No matter, how you are treated
It matters how you treat
No matter, how great you are
It matters, how simple you are

No matter, how your book is
It matters how you filled it
The blank pages of life will cease on day
Waiting for no letter to be written
And all that matters is how beautifully is it filled

No matter how beautifully it's fretted
No matter, how neatly you did it
It matters how simple you filled it
It matters how generous you lived it

No matter, how rich you are
It matters how rich your heart is
No matter, how many houses you own
It matters how many hearts you own

If matters are mattered
Ultimate can't kill you
If matters are mattered
You never die..

What to scribble.

What to scribble
On this crazy night
When the music of creatures fight
To utter delightful rabble
Mind being a stage
Where emotions dance
Like in a cage
One after another waiting for a chance
Eyes gleam in wonder
On the world which is fretted
By the magic of the founder
When time is been bated
Every moment seems to be a miracle
Every thing seems to circle
And all a messy maze
Which I am unable to chase
And my pen fail
To spatter
Anything better
Than the divine dial