The time is 10.23 pm The time is 10.23 pm; I thought I would tell you the time. I realise you will want to have this time again, But there simply is not the time. I do not have an
My fellow Americans, The hour is dark. Hence I stand before you With a heavy heart. Something is coming, Something man has never seen – An attack lacking precedent Within the pages of history. As you all well know, We
I laid across your heart like a bed. Secure, soaring through the air. Goodbye to the linen I left back at home. Stuck in an room. I felt at ease. My back falling splat into comfort. An endless supply of
Everything I earned, everything I learned going into vain, They all forgot everything, leaving me with an incredible pain. Now, I am all alone having just a work of taking breath, Nothing left in my life, I am just waiting
One time above a little shop, An old greengrocer climbed on top, Despite himself he could not stop, The world had changed forever. The fruit of that old grocers loins, Became obsessed with notes and coins, She knew the club
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4 Comments on "Race Against Time"
Time and tide wait for no man… our ever reaching quest to tame time….
Yes….life is a battle against time. Thank you Shamala Chandran. @shamala_chandran
Where love and care,
Is lost in the flow of words
So True Geemme….they just pass with the flow of words…
Life is always a race against time and there words are nothing.