Time - A Mystery

Everyday we see the clock,
its hands move without a block,
bringing the best for some,
while others beholding the worst to come.

Those who’re witnessing their greatest times,
regard time as a bird that flies,
and those struck in adversity,
remark time as eternity.

Walking with time makes our task done,
lagging behind results in none,
everyone has the same twenty-four,
time doesn’t wait for anyone.

Reliving the past invites expressions,
worrying about the future calls for regression,
thinking about the present is significant,
while being a little more vigilant.

Time is like a river,
be ahead of it to be a winner,
never does it flow back like water,
enjoy every second time offers.

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