Time Is Constant Poem by J Sheba Anandhi

Time Is Constant



Time is constant
Though it varies with seconds,
Work is distant
As it takes a far more seconds,
Present is still
Near the mill,
Which grinds thoughts
At time around nil,
And unprocessed doubts
Wouldn't direct the will.
As time is still,
A piece of pill
Vanishes like the chill
Breeze, across the grill.

Wednesday, May 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: time
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