How flies away
Time
Like a doe
Surprised with the slightest sound
Or the rabbit
Fearful of the falling sky
The autumnal equinox is already around
Days shorten
Dusks lengthen in to the night's dark sounds
Yet another day ends
The world to wars' spoils bends
A whimper with a bang blends
How blast away
Hours, minutes, seconds.
Time
It flies away!
Pratima@Time is forever. Nothing changes it, neither the wasted wars nor the lost lives nor the snuffed sobs. Like the eternal cycle of nature that goes on, however much may we maraud it, time, it flies on!
Just a mood moment!
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