In the journey of life

In the journey of life,
alone I travelled,
and alone shall I finished,

With gaining experience on the way,
some sweet like honey,
some biiter even to say,

you meet a lot of them,
few stays in our heart,
most, you love them to depart,

made up lots of moments,
fresh as a morning dew,
and stale as ambrosia of somber hue,

On one side we care for it,
like our saving on a rainy day,
on the other,
we spends it like nothing at stake,

In the journey of life,
alone I tradvelled,
and alone shall I fininshed.