We are slaves
And Time is a master
Time decides
And we obey
Time reveals
And we witness
Time passes
And we regret
Time comes and
And we fullfil
We long for Time
But it never comes
In happiness
Time runs Out
In sorrow
Time drags the minute hand
After all...
Time keeps ticking...and ticking
And never STOPS! !
Motholo
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
time the master and tutor time the bane and the healer ... nice poem