Time Is Precious Poem by Bidyarnab Das

The clock of time keeps ticking,
Don't wait for anyone.
No one has any value for this,
He who uses it knows it
Time is so precious.

A moment that passes.
He would never come back,
No one would have been able to know its importance at the time.
Once out,
Would have reminded me a lot again.

This is the most precious wealth,
No one can buy it.
Once the pain starts,
Never be able to stop again.

Time is very precious,
Make your identity with this.
Once you have achieved success,
Then you will never have any shortage.

Never compromise with time,
He never listens to anyone.
Don't know when he will betray,
Therefore, make use of every moment.
The clock of time is ticking,
Don't stop for anyone