All good things (and bad) must come to an end

A lush green Jungle
Full of life
Birds Dancing, Animals Dancing
A just King rules

All it takes is a spark
To burn down the paradise
From heaven to hell
Journey of a few hours

Not all change is so violent
Death/Change creeps in mostly silent
Away from the heavy forward marching sound of life
In the shadows of our own

For new life to take place
Trees must take permanent slumber
For new Kings to be born
The old vacate the throne
(Even at the cost of paradise)

New stories become old
The passing becomes stale
Of yesterday’s News
The magazines demand “Hot & upcoming”

So here’s one to the God’s of destruction
To change,
We bred challenge
Lived adventure/exciting

To the youth of us
All good things must come to an end

— नि.भो.