When we die is like a lament,

But this is not accept like a fragrant,

We have hope of ray as this is mine,

Life is conscious as we are in power of divine


When we find ourselves in a strange place,

Something is waiting for us to give us solace,

Mind in a place of heavenly bliss,

Is there someone give a chance of life being miss


Life is not an ordinary as we have materialistic things,

Now our position is in hands of unknown beings,

How far we are away from last breathe,

Is there someone’s treasure in eternal grebe?


Our journey to the world of miracles,

We find a way to the new laws of principles,

There is no one who wants to be there,

As there are a lot of miracles here