Written By: Rohini  |  Category: Life  |  (13) Comments  |  

TimeTime wins and no one else,
You and me are mere puppets.

For once you feel you can have fun,
He makes you repent
With His twists and turns.

Even the slightest impudence you show,
He has His ways of punitive throw.

A glimpse of times that we forgot,
Brings in light, the cause of all thwart.

For me now there is no ambit for atheism,
As in everything I find only Him.

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  • N C Jha said: (Monday November 9th, 2009)

    An excellant poem.

  • CGP said: (Monday November 16th, 2009)

    I agree, i felt every depth in this poem.

  • Nishant Shekhar said: (Thursday November 19th, 2009)

    An awesome thought. Touch of professional.

  • Rohini said: (Friday November 20th, 2009)

    Thank you :)

  • irene said: (Saturday November 21st, 2009)

    Wish that You will make a friendship poem but i agree with that

  • noopur said: (Monday November 23rd, 2009)

    very niceeeeeeeeeeeeee

  • Sharat said: (Sunday December 13th, 2009)

    Good one well thought

  • ryan pradhan said: (Wednesday December 30th, 2009)

    so reality it’s touch me ,,,,,,,,,thanks all of you

  • Kumar Abhishek said: (Wednesday November 17th, 2010)

    beautiful expression..makes me wonder though..they said time’s a healer..maybe..it’ll nurse all the wounds it inflicted after all..

  • Rohini said: (Friday November 19th, 2010)

    lets hope it does so Abhishek :)

  • amrita said: (Tuesday August 16th, 2011)

    beautiful lines…

  • Rohini said: (Thursday August 18th, 2011)

    Thank you Amrita :)

  • Manohar said: (Saturday December 24th, 2011)

    It is beautiful. I like the closing stanza very very much.

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