Time Poem by Ali Atiku

The luxury of time, Denied by the lack of interest. Feelings ignited by the carefree mindset. Longed for caring arms. Hunger for success. Crave for control. That luxury turned out to be the distasteful wastage. I don't blame you for it nor should you blame me. Time is a process. Soon enough we know the outcome as we are punished or will be for negligence. You in, on or out of time. Time and choices do you justice. With patience we conquer. Happiness is a state of mind, not a material possession. For it's free but requires to be mastered. I like to be vague for I don't have the power over time.