Time is passing day by day,
Leaving behind never stay.
I can say you can say
Time is passing day by day.
It was new now it is old.
Rising sun to ending goal.
Queen of a palace or
King of a fort.
There was a river
now a desert
Defacing of earth
riding on the way
There was a joy of birth
Today there is tears of demise.
We try to escape the time
But time never escape anyway.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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