With Time Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

With Time



Moving towards the room tiny,
With no doors and windows literally!
With the passage of time at a snail's pace,
Impossible it is to overcome time in race!

At times the restless mind,
Endeavours to find,
A way to breathe forever,
With no fear.

If it were so, life would suck,
The ephemeral life is a sign of good luck!

Saturday, May 2, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: time
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Md. Ziaul Haque

Md. Ziaul Haque

Sylhet, Bangladesh
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