He walk past me
Looking at me and
I saw everything
About him inviting me
Come let's go along,
I looked at a cartful
Of my wants.
Time gave me a warning
That the train will go
And I will lag behind.
Choose your needs
And leave your wants
Echo my mentor.
I stood like a statue
Laze-gazing at my needs
Reluctant to follow me.
Time moved on and
Gave me a wide gulf
I ran after him and caught him
With an extra mile.
He laughed and laughed
At me tired as I was
Crawling by in his little steps
I took for granted.
Here I am at last
With my brimming wants
And my absent needs.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Please read my poem titled What is that.....? , on the same theme ie; Time.