Thursday, 21 March 2013

Strands of time

Those strands of time that held all of it together,
gets buried everyday by the sands of time.
Even if we try our best, still time prevails, always.
Binding us by its strands, again setting free,
taking us in its stride, throwing us away,
sometimes drowning us in its wake, in waves.
Time leaves its marks, time obliterates;
wipes all deeds to oblivion, also reminds.
Love, hate, expectations are points in time,
just milestones of our journey.
Walk along, till it lasts, and the sands of time
covers you, buries you , claims you forever .

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