The Slipping Time
Moment after moment
Hour after hour
Day after day
Month after month
Year after year
The time rolls by
Leaving its footprints
On the screen of the universe
And we all
Like time’s fool
Can’t stop this scroll
Often we look back
Memorizing our
Happy and sad moments
Repenting on losses
And smiling on gains
We look sorrowfully
Our decaying statue
Without knowing
For how long it will stay alive
This the life
Full of mysteries
And all surprising uncertainties
Planning for years
Without knowing
Even about next moment
Which is hidden it the dark
Vulnerable even to a small shock
Yet we are ready to rock
By hook or by crook
Hearting and teasing
Tricking and cheating
Serving our selfish ends
Ready to fish
In the troubled waters
Collecting all the blots
On our soul
Which go in the roll
In the court of The Father
Yet like a defaulter
Trying to catch the slipping hour
Attempting for the impossible
For, life is vulnerable
Copyright © V P Mahur | Year Posted 2014
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