Where do ?

Where do people go on leaving this world?

Owing to fatigue of endless duties they hold!

Their toil for the sake of descendants,

Like hugs remain in hearts as an inheritance!

The universe rule since evolution,

Those born leave in continuation !

This temporary realm is a dream,

Like waves in a stream!

So, life is to be celebrated, 

Happy thoughts collected!

Like water droplets in clouds,

Only rain of memories on leaving the crowd!