Rita Badhwar (Time Contest | Epoch Ranter Award )
Time O Time !!! You are so sublime, Did we commmit a crime? For which you punish us, From time to time…. Your hands are
Time O Time !!! You are so sublime, Did we commmit a crime? For which you punish us, From time to time…. Your hands are
What if this time stood still? And every moment froze? People lying down just there lay While others kept standing as they rose !! Kicking
You call it TIME,, but to me golden shore, Each second, a sand-grain each. Picking them one by one, my labour, Soaking with tears and
Time is the master we his slaves Waiting upon him to change our days Time cleans the slate at every moment of the day Giving
Mother Nature was in a quandary. Father Time lay asleep and the world was in chaos. She had looked high and low for the key
Time flies, but leaves its shadow behind, Overlooking the present, I recollect the past. I wish I had a clock, that could run backwards, And
Some lament, I am long to seem like eternity, Many wonder about my uncertainty, I run in perpetual motion, Me, crawling, or leaping, its your
Time flows straight, and the rivers always popple, Either slowing down or stop to a popping stopple, Or racing like a cow with a thistle
THE SANDS OF TIME The sands of time turn, churning up the dust of memories In the winter of my life, I embrace these remembrances.
आज सोचती हूँ, काश उस समय कह लेती, उन उमड़ते जज़्बातों को हवा दे देती। कशमकश में ही जिंदगी बिताई ना होती, जो उस दिन
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