Wheel Of Time Poem by V P Mahur

The wheel of time runs fast
Too fast to be held by hand
If a mistake done by chance
You cannot return and mend

It’s fierce saw of sharp teeth
Cuts mercilessly in the bits
It’s the justice of Almighty
Silently and surely that hits


It never waits for those who
Are left behind in life’s race
It’s a brave fearless soldier
Who hits facing on the face

Nobody knows what is next
In mysterious hidden store
The sack is full of surprises
Whether to sink or go ashore