Am I the victim of Time?
Or the body with time entwined!
Why at times I find all gloom?
Sometimes like a rose I bloom!
Is Time boyhood, youth and age?
Set for variant worldly stage!
Or I shuffle up Time in phase?
In the process muffle up cage!
Is Time my mind?
Or my mind Time's game!
Or with fame and shame
Goes on time game?
Is time liquid?
Like money takes shape!
It in a moment
A king a pauper makes!
While I win the game,
Crowd full throated cheers!
While I lose the game,
The same crowd jeers!
For all these questions
Life plays Puck,
On each other
We pass on the buck.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
KEEP PLAYING WITH TIME TILL 'TIS UR TIME