The time’s wheel is charged with speed
The eras like picture flash
All civilizations, culture, creed
Down they go, turning trash.
The chariot in eternal desert sail
Inhale-exhaling all souls mime
Infinite life cannot be trailed
Save the life’s valuable time.
Birth and death, forever destined
Time separates the two
The beginning and end are governed by Him
The middle part for us is due
Hurry up it’s time!
Be happy in what you owe
Waiting long may become a crime.
Indomitable doom will gift us woe.
Abha Sharma
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hurry-up-it-s-time/
