I don't like Time,
With both hands,
It steals our lives,
Takes our strength away,
Makes us Hurry everyday,
And like a bad Landlord,
Takes our Keyes away,
Making sure we don't overstay.
yes... time such a thing that separated you to me... nice poem... a great sense of time
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
One more way to view time. Very special it is. Thanks for sharing. Please read the way I viewed time - What is it that...........