Where we start...
How we end...
For every little act of ours and every question that crops in our intellect,
TIME...that particular Time is the artist that either leaves us with regret, or happy and astoundingly impressed!
Time is
The Player...
The Designer...
The Master...
The stimulation that influences our moves,
Those that our mind promptly approve!
Time is the Torch Bearer in the weird maze of life
Such unusual and baffling are it's ways,
Bestowing us with novel and glistening moments always!
Time has been interestingly named and explicitly explained
as Good or Bad
More or Less
First or Last...
Our understanding rests on our experience and insight,
I think this is the Time, to stall or perform with a keen sight!
'Finding time' is struggling...
Before we realize that we have it, it's bygone,
Who can hold it?
Each moment needs to be counted upon!
Where are we spending our valued time?
How can we not let it fly out of our hands?
Honour and treasure Time we must, without shrieking,
coz Time is fleeting...
Time is fleeting...
Time is fleeting!
