Time

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Time is contextual these days,

The most used word being busy.

You stretch yourself to find time-

For the prime 'things' in life.

I have seen the most 'busy' people-

Living life in ease.

They have time for 'everything'

And 'everyone', including you.

I wonder of a stranger finding them to be jobless,

Than realising them being considerate!

'Realising being considerate' in itself,

I feel carries an innate curse!

Every moment you spent with this person-

Seems to be too precious to be 

Spent with 'trivial' you…

You being trivial being an assumption…

You forget to live the best moments

And sometimes you deny yourself-

Those best moments…

The 'time' fallen off  between your fingers,

Like the sand at the sea-shore-

Can't be regained and re-lived.

Path towards your destiny is your choice,

So is the choice of how you wish to live it…

You will reach the goal,

The question is: what you find when you turn

And look back at the fallen time?

The past - is it memories of shared-

Wonderful moments, or you find a blurr!

Cherish moments, live them.

You are choicest of being to be with-

Not 'trivial' ever…

Grab the moment before it falls…

Sharing it with the choicest of ones-

Makes it a worth moment to be lived.

'Time' is what you define it to be-

Fun, laughter, comfort, crazy or blank.





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