Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,

Gold Star - 16,848 Points (14-2-1957 / Coimbatore, Tamilnadu, India)

Sonnet-Time - Poem by Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,

Time starts ticking, the moment one is born,
Appearing too short for things to be done;
And Time ceases when over is sojourn;
To some ’tis long and ’tis always great fun.

Time is so precious that some waste it not;
So they race ’gainst it, to pull off great feats;
Time is a web in which some men get caught;
However short, one still can be a Keats!

A Scientist’s life-time’s not enough for him;
A lazy-bone finds Time not fleeting still;
Time’s an empty vessel, tho’ filled to brim!
Time’s a feeling of descending the hill.

When prudently used then, Time appears long;
A mile to a fool is just a furlong.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 28, 2003

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