Time Flies

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To the mother

Whose heart lies in caressing her child,

Doesn’t lose the habit without any remind

Even when her little one begets a little one

Even after the need of the same for herself has begun

At no remarkable point, the same she could agnize

And thus, time flies.

 

To the father

Whose sense of saving up till neck

Spending little on own and fixing wrecks

Forgets to discontinue despite no need, when old

Journey from youth till grey hair is foretold

The transition is unknown even when he dies

And thus, time flies.

 

To the child

With the want to grow up and earn like the elders he adores

Till money is all there; so much that nobody will work anymore

Only in the end when it is known that money isn’t all

Troubling gets many of those goals, lifelong that he had haul

From that of others to his own philosophy, gradually he abides

And thus, time flies.

 

To the dreams

That lost paths in between highs and lows

So much that it no more gets to know

Whether what was dreamt earlier

Or the present state- is happier

Time to time, a confiding war begins insides

And thus, time flies.

 

To the sense of belongingness

At home, school, college or job

That so filled with memories throb

If visited again sometime not belonged anymore

Ghosts and the silent voices thereby uproar

This gets stronger as we live longer, we realize

And thus, time flies.

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