The Tale Of Time
The Tale Of Time


The only thing that does not stop,
Persuades in a clock.
It does not wait for anyone,
Not even god.
Invisible it is but can be seen in evil membranes
Present in the house of jolly children.
Feared the most by unplanned beings,
Which sometimes light the darkness
Of 'cannot be.'
Not legs but can be, the wings unseen
Which can be someone's glee
Unheard it goes ahead to no man can ever dream.
Not even the life after eternity.