Time always play a game with me
It holds my heart and mind tightly
Struggling to move I can't feel free
Time pushes me down when I try
To climb up of the hills of success
Making my efforts vain, throat dry
Time has never done me any good
It has given me pains and inflicted
Deep cuts to bleed since childhood
Aren't your poems time given? .. Life has many paths through our survival and time alone takes us there... time alone can heal too...thought provoking write
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nicely measured the life of humans in timeline, we are fighting a battle with time. Fantastic poem *****