Bliss of Time
Thy are creations uncovered,
time one is of the world,
passes and travel as water,
universal killer not is waiter,
brings hopes and to away,
chances to life the one everyday.
Time is of the betterment,
produces development current in comment,
presents occasions of joy,
joy there no is need of toy,
by chance amass hopes and tears,
that moves one tears to cheers,
Oh God! I am thoughtful to thy creation,
you are wonderful and all is thy nation.
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