Time

Life goes on ; Time never stops , People come and go ; Work never ceases. We're dwelling in the world of miseries , No one has time to sit and chat , Everyone has ups and downs , Until the right time we suffer . Time travels fast , Don't brag about it ; Witty brains who value it , Have glory and fame at their feet. But the one who sits ideal , Like a statue cut in alabaster, Although his blood is warm within , he does nothing, And will sure cross paths with failure , So inspite of bragging about it , Abd harming our future , Why not utilise it , And have success within our grasp.