In realms of worth, three paths unfold,
Value, Identity, Time, stories to be told,
Where shadows of wealth hide empty souls,
And timeless legacies make hearts whole.

Value's achieved through kindness and might,
Prince Charles, a prince, shining with inner light,
Bill Gates and Dhirubhai, employment's tide,
Painters, writers, singers, paid to abide,
Yet, true wealth lies beyond numbered gold,
In hearts that beat with love untold.

Identity's forged through selfless deeds,
Mother Teresa's compassion, hearts' needs,
Nelson Mandela's leadership, a nation's guide,
Ranu Mondol's fame, media's crafted pride,
But masks of fame can hide the face,
And true identity's found in a quiet place.

Time, a treasure, 100 years to share,
Understand goals early, avoid stagnant air,
Effectivity's key, prioritize each day,
Avoid addictions, weaknesses, life's disarray,
For hours lost are like tears that fall,
And moments missed can never stand tall.

Consciousness awakens, deliberate stride,
GOD's grace or self-awareness, side by side,
One life, a stretch of time, precious and rare,
Lost moments never return, beyond repair,
Like sand between fingers, slipping away,
And yesterday's regrets can't seize today.

Failing to grasp, an empty show,
Wallet's hollow pride, life's unfulfilled glow,
Frustration's shadow, amidst lucky peers,
Regret's dark whisper, through joyless years,
But wisdom's lesson, echoes through time,
Value, Identity, Time, intertwined like a rhyme.

Time's wise whisper, "Explain to a child,"
Clarity's test, for actions undefiled,
One life, a gift, precious and divine,
Value, Identity, Time, intertwined, forever shine,
Where every breath is a choice to make,
And each moment lived is a chance to remake.