Time Is Never Over Poem by Asis Biswas

Time is never over
/it is the willingness of other
/fade and get lost
/travelling far
/travelling near
/man can not think of
/to move, to cope with new space
/living in a hotel or
/living at home
/it's all same, all same
/time river floats
/with abstract material fill it's throat
/then at the end, rejects everyone
/yes behind
/that's why, i am sitting here alone.

New boys now come and fill the opposite side bed
/sit at the alter of ashsattha tree which is red
/pick stone and throw one by one
/they look around
/all try to find something or someone
/some more lines will fill the page
/time now runs fast -reason you can guess
/but i know time is never over.