when I just thought of my end

I flung into my bed, Thinking of the moments of death, And just felt as it was the last second of my life, Which could not anymore thrive . As soon as my hands started getting cold, I thought of my jewels & gold, Which were anymore of no use to me . And when I sensed my blood conjugating , I wondered of the penultimate day , Which I spent sorrowing & grieving others, Making fun of & colliding with others, That too was useless for me . As I thought more; For every consecutive thing, The same idea was for all the worldly luxe coming . So, I just slept with all those thinkings, But eventually, for me now a new day was coming, Which brought me new brightening hopes, the eternal blessings & a lovely globe .