Life Runs On A Sheet Of Time Poem by Anil Kumar Panda
Life Runs On A Sheet Of Time
Life runs on a sheet of time
Counting credits and debits
Filled with curve and straight lines
Gets crumpled by sadness
Till it reaches the edge
There is a dark abyss ahead
Where in the nothingness hides
Erasing the dots it is
Impossible to return and
Start scribbling again
Points, straight and curve lines are really present in the sheet of time in life.Well composed Sir.
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8/29/2026 11:16:45 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Indeed life is the statistical data of time spent on earth.