Living in the frenzy of timeReckoning every thought in the mind,Realizing the inevitable recurring of uninhibited
thoughts
being too strident,And the time skimming away,Leaving no
space for the
thoughts to sway.No time even to grasp, as the time is like a winged chariot, it waits for none.If only the chord was struck once, The thoughts, could be in harmony with the tripping time.Besides, it is too late to even ponderAnd it makes no sense to flounder.Accepting the truth will leave no space to doubtPostponing the reformation of thoughts for the next suitable lifetimeAnd letting the time take over, Closing my eyes,I slip away with the time forever.By:- Swati Singhania.