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Time Passes By…

Times lives with us day and night,
And yet with it we always fight.
It is walking with us without feet,
And we always want it to greet.
Time makes us sometimes blind.
And then in problem we ask God to be kind…
Time is with us as a friend,
A friendship that never ends.
We get confused with it sometimes,
When things do not go our way and rhymes.
In despair we see timeless stars,
But within we fight silent wars.
Time is so powerful out dating us all,
Filling the cracks we make within our walls,
It is an unspoken prayer and a vow,
At times makes us all humble somehow.
No one has an answer to our ” Why”
But all us we see time passing by…



© 2012 Pimmi Nag