Brim Of Time Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

In sheer dejection one wants to touch brim of time
This is how things are realized and just acted upon
Man remains ungrateful and in a hurry not loyal
From dawn to dusk and from dusk to real dawn

What a spice is a man what all he carries just along
A guided animal taking conscious as his sole guide
Intends always to collect wealth and life to prolong
In all odds and tests is most illogical far and wide

Helplessness is within hopeless is but all around
Tries to run from death which is just predestined
His place is nowhere but from ground to ground
He never opens up but remains throughout detained

Let me be frank we are just travelers in transit camp
Where time determines our sole entry and our exit
In the light of eternal lamp we either quit or put stamp
Either we go fit or unfit either in-debited or in profit

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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