Time – A Poem

 

Time

Time is fleeting

A memory leaving

You are left wondering

Where was it going

Time flies fast

Moments never last

Memories like a cast

In the mind a blast

Until the cast brakes

The memories are fake

Time never comes back

Time there is a lack

Your time has finished

Memories are destroyed

Life is complicated

New life, new memories replicated

It is the circle of things

For one the death toll rings

For another life springs

It’s a mystery what time brings

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