Time flows on, both swift and deep,
It holds the dreams we wish to keep.
It never stops, it runs so wide,
Those who work, it lifts with pride.
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O Winter, pale monarch of the silent night,
Thou com'st with frosty breath and iron air;
The moon stands trembling in thy silver light,
While shivering earth lies naked and bare.
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Rajendra Prasad Meena is an English teacher and a poet, born in Jaipur, India. He has been teaching English in a private school since 2007. With every passing year, his love for words and stories has grown like a quiet river. He studied at the University of Rajasthan and is now pursuing his M.A. in English from Rajasthan University. Teaching children has taught him how feelings speak in simple ways and how small moments carry deep meaning. Poetry lives close to his heart. In his poems, he writes about silence, time, love, pain, hope, and the gentle thoughts that rest inside us. His poems are simple, honest, and soft like a child's voice. For him, poetry is a friend that listens, a mirror of the soul, and a bridge between hearts.)
Time
Time flows on, both swift and deep,
It holds the dreams we wish to keep.
It never stops, it runs so wide,
Those who work, it lifts with pride.
Each golden moment, don't delay,
Make your mark before it fades away.
Rise with courage, strong and true,
Success will surely come to you.
Let not the hours just drift and flee,
Sail your boat with destiny's key.
For time rewards the hearts that strive,
And keeps their noble dreams alive.
— Rajendra Prasad Meena