Is And Was


Nothing remains is,
It soon turns to was.
It just takes a minute,
This is the life's clause.

You may want it or not,
Still it takes place.
Is becomes was,
And goes that phase.

Those who come under is,
They can breathe.
Those who come under was,
Are covered with white sheath.

Is are the joyful moments,
Which we are sharing together.
Was are the memories,
In the hearts that lay like heather.

I wish everyone remains is,
And does not turn to was.
It just takes a minute,
This is the life's clause.

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