Time is not passing
It is I who is passing.
I am not using time
It is time who is using me.
I find this interesting. I will now think of this every time I happen to say how the older I get the faster time seems to pass. And I find myself saying that an awful lot lately! Nicely done little write with very big meaning! Well done!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thought-provoking piece, we always think we are using Time but sometimes when we are at our old age, we find that Time has used us -and we can do nothing about it except to breathe our last. Fine lines.