Time waits for no man. It is forever on the wing, under all circumstances. It is the one and only yardstick with which youth and age are measured.

Time seems to go by faster

As one gets gradually older,

The fires of youth keeps raging

Until they begin to smoulder.

Time’s essence seems forgotten,

Its precious value ignored,

When youth sees no limitation,

With the whole truth unexplored –

The truth being life, unhurried,

Seems not to generally find

Youth conscious not of time and age

While lagging far behind.

Within the range of knowledge,

Purposeful, youth is driven

To resist the struggles of living

And willingly take what’s given.

It keeps on winging undisturbed

Never intent on stalling,;

It merges with Eternity

Abides by its own calling.

It heeds not human frailties,

Relaxes not its sway

Over life with all its aspects

Even when frittered away.

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  • Roctetttt on Aug 18, 2009

    Time and tide wait wait for no man indeed nice one

  • novelist on Aug 20, 2009

    I like to be your friend. Hope to read some of your articles soon. Good Luck!

    Novelist

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