Compass of Life....!!!

As the soul turned towards the fire,

It's eyes gave the look of a last desire.

The soul asked the Reaper to give it some more time,

But to it the Reaper didn't seem fine.

The soul had some unfinished tasks to do, 

He hadn't yet lived as he intended to.

Unnecessary fuss and loads of muss,

was all that he mostly held onto;

Not realizing that he could do whatever he wanted to.

The time spent in futile efforts or with unworthy public

He never thought he couldn’t get it back,

As the best quality of time is to represent change

He thought why not right now too.

Still forgetting that it represents also the movement

The movement of a person, a thought or of an idea,

moreover of itself;

The consistent movement,

To which even the kings & emperors disciplined themselves.

As in Julias Caesar. "This day I breathed first,

time is come around,

And where did I begin there shall I end;

My life is run his compass."

So shall be faced by us all.

Be it if we cherish the given moment or not,

Everyone of us shall fall into life as sprawl.

This is what I’m gonna do with my time,

Spend it like some precious penny & dime;

I'm gonna enjoy sitting by a bonfire,

And also achieving if not all then the most precious desire.