Call Of Time Poem by V P Mahur
Call Of Time
Time is calling us every moment
To beware of sorrowful shadows
To keep away from dark meadows
To avoid the hateful descent
The descent that takes to the hollow
Of hellish thoughts and grinds
The soul to enslave minds
Hard to spit, harder to swallow
Time is holding indignant steps
Taken by thoughtless beings
And it doubtlessly brings
Unforeseen disasters to our laps
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