Time long poem

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Where are you time?
Infront of us
Or behind us
Walking with us.
Or you make us walk.

To him you brought it.
They saw his body melt,
Day by day bit by bit
And then one day you had him knelt
To death and with a blink
Of eyes things flowed,
And no one could account happenings
Because you rowed
Away with your eternal wings.

They cried and believed,
Tears would never be relieved,
But you again proved then wrong
Drying tears for life long.

I thought I could capture you
But mind I used few,
You are the water and the sand,
That could not be caught on mortalsland

We are puppets of God they say,
But it’s you who actually rule our way.
You create us
You destroy us
You injure us
You heal us.

Yesterday I was born.
I fell, stood grew so long
When you sit by my side,
You are difficult to pass
But as you surrender to past,
It feels like you never did last.

You inflated his cheeks
And he predicted you heaps
Of happiness that would never settle down,
To pull him back to frown.
But you changed your view
Faster than a chameleon’s hue.

And you let him meet
The real you “The cheat”.
You are the betrayer
That is recognised so rare
But being behind the mirror.
You act as the best teacher

You are no astrologer’s game,
You are no rich’s tame.

I try figuring you out,
But at last only two questions sprout-
Where are you time?
What are you time?

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