Dawn breaks, longings wake anew,
Moments slip through the bulbs of hour glass,
As beads in a rosary fall down and down;
The leaves of life keep falling one by one,
Stealthily advances Time's winged chariot,
Stealing away youth and passions,
Dusk sets in, no more deep sighs,
Soft looks on beauty's face,
Flee away moments of grace
Stars in the eyes become dim
Cup of life‘s coming to brim
But soul revives its luster
More and more from passing days
And never sinks in the ocean of Time!
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