Cry for the lost !

For the lost, you cry and cry,
For the bygone, you sigh and sigh.
Just then life comes to you,
With a new gift and grace,
But you are too busy crying,
for the gift to be embraced,
And the moment life starts,
moving ahead with the time,
You run after it to catch it,
And you get not even a dime,
You stumble down and fall,
To be happy, you cease to try,
Again, for the bygone, you sigh and sigh.
Again, for the lost, you cry and cry !