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Time

When was the last time...
you lay on the grass
felt the sun on your face
knelt down in prayer
laughed like a child
played a little game
shed a few tears
loved with your soul
made paper boats
danced in the rain
believed that everything will be ok?

What will you do...
if time passes you by
when all love is lost
and the clock has ticked out?
will you find yourself alone,
is death all you mourn.
what will you do,
when the birds don't sing
when the rivers run dry
and when everything around you dies?
Who will you hold when your breath feels cold?

What would you do...
if you had another chance
to love and to dance.
Will you fill your life with light
and stay out of a fight
will you dance late into the night,
or give into the fright?
will you laugh till your sides hurt
and roll around in the dirt
will you remember to smell the flowers
and not stay behind bars?

Time is such a fleeting thing,
one moment here, gone in a sting
beg as you much as you can
not a second will throw back its hand
Moments lost are forever gone
remembered non the less, on and on
regret and grief is all that if left
its a grand design, its a grand theft.
so here are my two cents
and I hope this makes sense,
live your life, every second of every minute,
till you feel, 'aah! At last, I have done it'.



by, Teja Priyadarshini

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