Life

Time

November 9, 2009

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.

  • N C Jha November 9, 2009 at 7:25 pm

    An excellant poem.

  • CGP November 16, 2009 at 11:54 am

    I agree, i felt every depth in this poem.

  • Nishant Shekhar November 19, 2009 at 8:06 am

    An awesome thought. Touch of professional.

  • Rohini November 20, 2009 at 7:17 am

    Thank you 🙂

  • irene November 21, 2009 at 9:11 pm

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

  • noopur November 23, 2009 at 12:35 am

    very niceeeeeeeeeeeeee

  • Sharat December 13, 2009 at 5:20 am

    Good one well thought

  • ryan pradhan December 30, 2009 at 9:01 pm

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

  • Kumar Abhishek November 17, 2010 at 9:35 am

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

  • Rohini November 19, 2010 at 4:27 am

    lets hope it does so Abhishek 🙂

  • amrita August 16, 2011 at 10:58 am

    beautiful lines…

  • Rohini August 18, 2011 at 1:58 am

    Thank you Amrita 🙂

  • Manohar December 24, 2011 at 8:41 am

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