Dear Time,
Let me write a letter to you,
Often and again, in summer, cold and rain,
In every moments I pass through,
I write to those who listen to me,
Without thinking, hope to let it be!
Even the tick-tick of your fellow in my wall,
Knows how my mind flees or crawl,
Listens and watches,
Heals and patches,
All the phases of loneliness I go through
Moment I feel,
All the phases of happiness I go through
Moment I cheer
Moment I speak aloud to myself, thinking its you!
The moment, me and myself are in war;
Here and there, country and far;
The another version of me, emerges
Consoles, balances and surges,
Inside of me, cooling all the ways out
And you Time, heal me within to out!
Make me feel right, what you opine!
Blessings from the nature,
For all then and now creatures,
With unknown dimensions beyond the imagination,
Serve for us all, with no boundary of religion and nation!
You teach me patience, perseverance, and test,
And how it feels to work and harvest,
Dear time, no matter what, and where I be,
I worship you, God, the best!
People come and say you are changed,
Forgetting that, not they are,
Let me tell them loud and clear;
Dear time, watching all, you are there!
They say, its dynamic,
Don’t know, who makes it so,
Rotates and runs, without a breach,
Makes and happens, all be it go!
Dear Time,
Can’t I see and feel you, some call a ghost!
You are my best friend, healer and host!
One can know you, take and use the rest!
Makes his life happier, easier and the best!
Thank you for everything, letting me get what I deserve!
Of all those good times, Dear Time, your reserve!
