ATM (18-12-1986 / Dhaka, Bangladesh)

Time

Time
ripples across the oceans
upon the days of this life.

Time
immortalized
as tears in rain,
as sunshine upon days.


Time
mere time
as memories in autumn
falls like leaves
on a tree

Time
how sudden
how fragile
passes by us.

Time
comes and goes
and runs like water
through the river of longings.

Time,
tears through the lives of millions
clocks striking the crucial moments
ticking our life away.

Time,
waits
and
plunders
and as it replenishes its thirst
leaves us
as mere mortals

by abu tarek md tahsin

Comments (1)

Though, it is a wonderful poem but what irks is the fact that time has been portrayed as villain: Time / tears through the lives of millions / clocks striking the crucial moments / ticking our life away.