Time Is Enemy Poem by V P Mahur

Earlier I would think the time
To be a powerful,
A faithful rhyme
That can give so much
To be said to mine
But now
I have realized
That time is the most
Cruel and unfaithful thing
That keeps on stealing
Our every lovely feeling

I imagine with deep aguish
How many friends
I have lost
How many loving moments
I have missed
How its cruel hands
Scratched all my youth
And it's still working on

Its mischievous teeth
Leaving us every day
More wrinkled
More tortured
Never has it let me
Step back to once more
Feel my lovely memories

It is the most powerful
And worst enemy
For, it is threatening
To snatch away
My loving ones
That are an essential part
Of my life's cart
Or take me away
From my loving world
It is an unpredictable famine
Neither yours nor mine

It is a deep dark mysterious cave
Into which
We can enter like a brave
But we have no way back
To escape
None can predict
When its unending journey
Will suddenly end
Just for all
Helpless watch and stand