Mighty Echo Of The Past


Time is the mightiest they say-

Lonesome, shroud and adamant,

It lingers for none

Doesn’t wait for that someone

Promises love to no one.

It advances, on and on

Befriending only dynamic souls,

The foes left with regretful holes

Ruthlessly it curses, and goes on.


Ever wondered about mighty memories

How gracefully it hovers by

A beautiful echo of the past,

Spellbound to surrender, a mystic lullaby;

Wind drools in silence, rivers it dried

Leap of days and reality

A home to soul, in ruins of past I do find;

Helplessly stuck at the whims of heart

It is the time which is undermined.



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