Time On Its Way Poem by Kishan Shetty

Over again comes time after time
yet in words it's not defined......
With no idea, and which may come or which may go,
Time is the master and it won't bow!
All we heed is two wands of clock
from dawn to dusk doing 'Tic-Tok....Tic-Tok'.
To hinder time is not feasible
to rewind the time we're not able.
as it shifts, it heals all our pain..
mends all our wounds
and leaving memories abundant.
Time is a wheel, neither in present
nor in past.It only sees what's ahead it
but never abaft.
It runs apace and strives to reach the future...
no matter what happens beyond the frame!
Sometimes it laments us while sometimes elates
Inspite this, indeed it's a precious tool
and one denying this fact is a fool.

We forget time, yet it's all we would know....
in time, there is everything, and time will show.

Besides time will rise and time will fall,
and
'TIME shall reap what TIME has sown'.