Life is the treasure of many feelings,
Love, hatred, fame and odd dealings.
Sometimes money and power count,
But care and affinity forever mount.
All of them value a lot and influence,
But the affinity of ours has elegance.
No doubt, money does big wonders,
But it cannot make sovereign favors.
Enjoying power feels cool to senses,
But finally it erects for us tall fences.
Fame and hatred suffer their limits,
They too are seen breaking into bits.
Our relations add meaning to life,
Spare time for those who're in strife.
Life without ours turns to be a mess,
Your royal life too will be worthless.
