The Horror of time

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It is going in a flow

Never going to get it back

More i lose it day by day

I feel my future is black


People of my age with less talent

Are touching high skies

I can't even get a little success

No matter how much my body tries


Death is coming close

Smiling at me from a distance

Life is losing its meaning

I am scared of my existence


Nothing will stay same

The wise ones realize it

We need to do things on time

Or else our body will quit


The most powerful enemy

Not even rich ones can defeat

Respect it and value it

There is no way we can cheat

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