All Beauty is Temporal

Shilla Shilla oh Shilla
Her name was like the world's tallest piller
Her beauty shone like the brightest star
None in the neighbourhood didn't know her
She was are perfect description of a jewel by the most dexterous jeweller

We craved to be-friend her
Just to, once-in-a-day, say hi.
The rivalry was totally worth her,
If only she will spare you a few minutes of the time she has
For time is what she scarcely had
She was too engrossed in a fairy life of hers.

Suitors came and suitors went
But she was in no way going to wed
"Marry and enslave myself?" She once said
Every night club she went
Wherever there was hullabaloo, you'll find her there
Life was as fun as it could ever get

In the joy of her beauty she basked
In spite all advise she'd rather pass
She got gifts, those she did and didn't ask
Unaware how much time has passed
Nor how fast it still is passing

Now aged and old
Time has taken its toll
She now is alone and cold
Wishing someone will come by and say "please be my own"
Those rosy days are gone
"Oh had I known" is now her only song.

Shilla Shilla oh Shilla
Now sitting on a mat, in the sun she sees her past
Wondering how fast it came and passed.
Shilla Shilla oh Shilla
Now wishing she should've let one of the suitors marry her
May be now she would be having an old wrinkly sweetheart
One whom will love and cherish her.

Youthful beauty is always temporal
Like the sun, though it rises by dawn
It surely must fade at dusk.

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