Poem 77 : Moving Away
Moving Away - T ABRAHAM
Everything moves away,
The time flies away,
The places are transitory,
The crowd fades away.
Everything is in constant motion,
All through the life,
There is a constant drive,
The minutes runs away,
The hour jogs away,
The months flies away,
The years walks away.
There is no permanence,
There is no stationery phase,
The age of teens is always,
A dream come true,
Or a life of nightmare,
Walking away from lust,
Moving towards trust,
Seeking the truth beauty,
But at times falls apart,
At the verge of falling down,
The darkness surrounds,
But I walk away,
I walk away from this darkness,
I am not at the dead end,
But the dead end reaches soon,
So choose wisely,
A time comes,
Where there is no turning back,
So decide now,
Follow the light,
The lamp of God,
It will glow forever,
I will follow this lamp,
The lamp has its permanence.
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