Stupidity of Life

Flowers do not count their age,
Yet ladies just love their face,
Why do I just love to hate,
When life is all just part of fate.

Given a person gold and silver,
Yet still none wants to be my lover,
What's the point of sacrifice,
When no one cares to modify.

Always looking on the bright side,
Coz' the dark side makes us contrite,
Why do I often worship the world,
When it doesn't consider me a pearl.

Bidding farewell isn't fun,
But with goodbyes we'll see new sun,
Leaving the excess baggages of my life,
So light that I now felt deprived.

Final words always come in ease,
So that people can quickly leave,
Don't mock the gods for your misfortunes,
For they are just a bunch of cartoons.