The Time Moves On Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

The Time Moves On



The time moves on
Flowers bloom and play in
Sunshine. Droop and die.
Fall to the ground to be
Crushed under the feet and
Carried away by the wind.

The time moves on
Fresh buds hang onto plants.
Swing in joy with bees
And butterflies and birds.
Bask in the sunlight and
Dance to the tune of the
Passing stream. Unknown
They will end up in dusts.

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