The clock completes it's rotation.
Simply timing every single day.
For us, it's every second that matters.
Else, it's patent that we have lost our way.
We procasinate.
Assuming, 'we have time in hand'
But it doesn't wait for anyone.
It flies by.
It's this time to be active at work.
To build and enrich relations.
Achieve your dreams and ambitions.
It's the time which gives you every thing.
And it's the time which flies by.
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Pleasant Poems..
PoetryHey readers! Here's a set of poems to bring out the pleasure of reading in your life.. To all the poem lovers out there, hope these poems become a part of your favourites! If you like this collection, don't forget to comment and vote! Awards: #1 in...
