Time is our quiet companion, influencing our lives in ways we may not understand. It is both a healer and a thief, a gentle guide and a strong force.

This poem captures our fragile connection with time, highlighting its brief yet deep impact on our lives.

    ” Me and My Time“

Like whispers of a fleeting breeze,
Time stands by, a silent tease.
Moments slip through trembling hands,
A golden hourglass, grains of sand.

It watches me rise, sees me fall,
A witness to my triumphs, my all.
When shadows loom and hopes are few,
Time softly whispers, “Begin anew.”

Through laughter’s echoes and tearful streams,
It cradles my fears and fuels my dreams.
An ever-faithful, unspoken guide,
In its embrace, I’ve learned to confide.

Sometimes a healer, sometimes a thief,
Stealing my joy, mending my grief.
Yet in its arms, I find my place,
A fleeting dance, a tender embrace.

Oh Time, my companion, my foe, my muse,
In your rhythm, I find life’s hues.
Together we journey, through storm and shine,
Forever entwined, your heartbeats and mine.

(Vijay Verma)

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