Past Tense Of Seasons: 03: - The Golden Rule

Every Sun rising,
Sets one day,
However red or bright
must turn gray.

For the world of Dogs
there's no school,
Might is right
Is the Golden Rule.

No place is there
For those who weep,
World is for him,
who wins and keep.

Trophies once won,
makes you the Hero.
Whatever be the way,
Zero remains zero.

by Subhas Chandra Chakra

Comments (2)

Trophies once won, makes you the Hero. Whatever be the way, Zero remains zero. Lovely, rhyming poem,10
For the world of Dogs there's no school, Might is right Is the Golden Rule. Sir great imagination your poem nice 10++++++++