TIME I wonder what a bizarre phenomenon Time is.. Sometimes I feel it just rushes past you in a blink Sometimes I feel its frozen or too slow for me to see it blink But since long, Time is on a run for me I look at the Calendar and pages flicker in front of my eyes Why am I living each day as a second? Why it starts to end just before it begins? The day is at hand, when these eyes would beam lifeless The day is at hand, when this brain will start decaying The day is surely at hand, but I’m clueless Each day I feel my grave coming an inch closer Each day I’m losing my will to try and remain stronger My hair would remain black but soul grey and grey would be my future if I don’t stop this time from running Suddenly I start to feel lightened up with my determination For I start to pretend I know not that time wasn’t started to stop… phew! :Tongue2:
*claps* bahuut time se aisa time nahi aaya jab timely time saath de... this attempt of ur's is rich, have no words ki daad de...
yeh !! u're right ,, Time never started to stop ,, and no one ever can STOP it ,, you've got good sense of thinking @ Vini ... Aprreciated !! cheers!!
nice poem vini.. but why phew???? was this an exhaustion after thinking such a breath taking, heart racing thought?
