Time
Time
Time says stop me, stop me
Nor I would fly high...
Man says. wait I want to try to fly.
Times says I don't have time,
I am on my horse, need to fly.
He loses the time every day,
From morning to evening,
From birth to death.
Time is something which doesn't die,
Which just flies like thin air,
Leaving us alone making us feel pity.