Make time -The friend
Saturday,8th August 2020
O, dear friend!
come to me and end the uncertainty
it is a gift from an almighty
and we need to follow it rigorously
o, dear soul!
why do you call it a foul?
even the newly constructed wall has to fall!
when? only time may tell
new haws to born
an old has to be torn apart
it can never remain as a permanent part
life must have a new start
hear me if you can!
I shall not warn
but gently speak
make you feel confident and not turn you weak
Gold has to lose shine
as life has been defined
you got to take a break
and allow the time to speak
even if you are on the top
you shall be stopped and brought down
succumb to the time pressure
but not as a failure
Dr. Jadia Hasmukh
we vitiate it by inflaming the sentiments rather than present it in its true spirit Dr. Jadia Hasmukh Courtesy: Sidiqullah khan
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Poem: 58928739 - Make Time-The Friend Member: Mahtab Bangalee Comment: Gold time Gold friend Foul time All to end