Time Is Ceaseless Poem by V P Mahur

Time Is Ceaseless



That is what we cannot do
But to watch the time pass through
Before our eyes
It disappears and flies

It pains with cruelty
It treats with brutality
It snatches all our treasures
It robs of all our pleasures

It mocks at our youthful desires
It jeers at our weakened powers
It is ceaseless like a brutal tyranny
It is but life's bitter and sweet irony

Thursday, June 26, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: time
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Composed on June 26,2014.
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V P Mahur

V P Mahur

Siyana (UP) , Bulandshahr, India
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