Time
Time
Time like a torrent stream ,
Brushes off the past .
Neither love nor a fervor,
Can make him long last.
One may call it healing potion ,
Curing past grief .
Keen to revive dead wishes ,
Of the last leaf.
Once sprinkle joy and love ,
Later downer bring sorrow.
One experience own karma,
Luck he can't borrow.
Although time never stops ,
Change it must keep.
Have a healing humor,
Of returning what you reap.
