Time...

Time plays a race,

Befriends people at pace.

Just like a chameleon,

It changes tragedian.

Owns the legal right,

For the people's plight.

Can't it digest one's happiness,

Soon it showers scrappiness.

It then invites spring,

Merry bells thereafter ring.

Betrayal you'll taste,

As time's double-faced.

Can't it wait for someone,

Won't it ever be anyone's

Like summer rains soon it flings,

As winter vain why it clings?

When it happens to be the sweetest moment,

It runs like an opponent.

Certainly time will revenge it,

If postponing is your habit.

One can never house it,

Can one ever grab it?

Time's gonna be crazy,

For the one's who are lazy.

Ones door success knocks,

If time's your hawk.

Only the tree with deepest root,

Withstands time's tempest impute.

Good or bad times doesn't matter,

One day they'll shatter.

Time will fade,

Many people's shade.

Still its graspable,

As its valuable.

One worth’s it,

After loses it.

Researched completely,

It's said rightly.

Once if it’s lost,

Forever it’s lost.