The Great Time. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Time, we humans reckons always
The time it is important
Where time is fast moving
The tick sounds of pendulum we made
To hear the travel of time
And ultimate end of time that ended
But is it the time here ends
The longevity of lives are ending
But is it the time in speed
Who grasped the real journey of time
In sleepy night time keeps us well
But calls in time without a call
But we prefer to be an alarm for time
Time like a child obeys the order
The alarm bell rang in time in dawn
The sun raises in east we tells
But is it raises or sets at all
A conflict of thoughts real mistake
The start of universe, time was there
In the end if at all there is an end
The time will be there, no doubt
Time will not try to cheat or smile
Time makes its own time and in time
Time auspicious or not people thinks
But every moment of time is invaluable
Not bad omen or inauspicious time at all
The mind's boredom kills the time
Time where the mountain covered in snow
And it takes time to melt the snow
During the time it makes a river
During the time it flows in land
Time the great time ever passes
No end at all for the time that to know.