as time flows
trapping me in its
alluring colourful waves
i float for a while
and surrender myself
bit by bit to the lure
of the magic wand of time
till i'm no more
and what remains
is the wave of time
dispersed into several
smaller waves, now
splashing colours on you...
In the 'wave of time' you have expressed a universal realization. Thanks. Tapas, West Bengal
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the magic wand of time till i'm no more and what remains is the wave of time strikingly beautiful! !