Present Poem by Nikunj Sharma

Zindagi Migzara* (life goes on)
Through the hills and vales,
No matter how fast you run;
The distance prevails.

Past trying to claw back;
The gains that you made.
Future busy in sharpening;
The edge of the blade.

It’s the Present; that offers you
Oodles of sunshine
It takes away the gray of plinth
With its intervention divine

Present is sweet and pleasant
Definitely god sent;
A gift of him, to human beings;
That’s why it’s called PRESENT

* A phrase from THE KITE RUNNER, a book by Khaled Hosseini