time waits for no one

Time is a torrent of linger to all,

If we reach the boundary we couldn’t bawl;

Never could we revive a dead past,

Even if we shout till the shadow cast.

We act just like a fault-finder,

When we hadn’t seize anything ‘coz it was over;

Blaming it wouldn’t do anything,

It was with you that was something—.

“Time waits for no one” — it isn’t clear,

We’re still thinking why couldn’t we interfere?

It was running, without stumbling

As fleet as a whirlwind; around, yes it was turning.

We couldn’t command it for what it ought to do,

It was moving in a circumstance without a clue;

It got slower when we waits for it,

And then quicker when we enjoy its beat.

Whistling with the music of the wind breeze,

Still it runs and would never freeze;

Thumping with the sound, poking with it,

Dancing with the rhythm; waiting it to grit.

“Time waits for no one” as what have been said clear,

Never would it let us to interfere;

It would just keep on going, abiding nobody,

As swift as a blizzard, still it’s husky.