Temporary To Temperament Poem by ekta mudgal

Wats permanent?
This question raises my temperament.
It seems everyone is speechless,
or no one has got any senses....

Tip of pencil to top of the mountain,
A drop of water to a flourished fountain.
Happenings of the day to disappointments,
charming moments to the grt settlements.
Nothing and no one will be going to stay,
And for every action, we have to pay....

Stories of the past repeats themselves somehow,
Even future is affected from past as nightmares from owl.
Now jst present is left which seems to be in our tents,
But, believe me, even this phase is not permanent.
Furthermore, the thing which is most temporary,
Is the most needed and precious 'time' safarii....

Story doesn't end with a few examples,
Its the life which is the biggest sample.
Along with life and its mechanistic ratings,
Feeling of the heart and thinking of mind are also in waitings....