When Time Flies! Poem by PHUMLA KHANYILE

Who can hold still the hands of time?
Just from hurryingly passing us by
Just to hold on to a moment most cherished
To keep it free from being tarnished

Who can tell time to linger a while
To give to life an extra mile
Keeping company most loved
Counting years in the arms of love

Time seem to escape our grip
Dodging our every attempt to prolong
But wait until you are lodged in grief
It staggers in the slowest of pace

Why does time tap to our minds?
Stealing memories safely stored
Slowly fading them pale
As years pile up into the past

Why does time fly when you have fun?
Driving us out of our places of comfort
Yet so quick it is to deliver us to sorrows
Holding us hostages to our own pains

Time rushed me out of my years of glory
Swiftly it placed me in my anonymity
Like a lightening it wipes away happiness
While flooding our eyes with rain of tears

Sometimes I wish I was a child
With not so much a worry in my mind
To have less cares to shoulder
And a heart painted with smiles

Why does time fly?
Just when you finally find love
It whispers quarrels that divides
If not planting death that defeats