Just in fraction of a second
Life turns upside down
Time comes to a stop leaving
Nothing but to mourn
Life may shoot up to the star
Or may turn into dust
It may bloom as a flower or
As a bubble may burst
Its fraction of a second when
Names get lost in fire
Just blink of an eye and to the
Earthy cell one does retire
From a seed life grows to live
As a slave of time
It dances with hands of a clock
And sounds as a sweet rhyme
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Not that every one is sure about the next moment. Experiences with time and tide would have taught each one of the importance of time and the future seconds or minutes. Wisely penned. Thanks for sharing.10++++
I am glad you like it. Thanks a ton.