Instrument

Instrument Only time is powerful instrument That could place us at its control I understood this when I achieved Those desires which were not in my realm To define such failures and progress Equally put me in bliss and distress Ups and downs backward and forward Pros and cons love and hatred from Who they were my owns I thought Who they were indifferent and blinked eyes Met passersby in the walks of lives A fissure and walk along with out Destination I carved in mind slit Many times I was condoled by Who were my beloved in phone and internet? Flashing cheeks both side I built Stout enough and coughed pain This has been a wonderful culture of young Leave parents and roam abroad They have life they feel should not blame The shoulder and emptied pocket of parents Overwhelming remained in smile Drinking sorrows of body and wealth more Children sank their bodies in sea shore.