Fleeting time

Whenever and wherever it be Whatever and whoever it be; Fleeting time neither pauses Nor looks back, for a recess.

Spinning the yarn of desires, The value of time, mind ignores; Fastened to joy-centric attitude We roam in deceptive altitudes.

Illusions are always attractive Ignorance is always deceptive, They infiltrate unknowingly, Only to torment us unceasingly.

Try to heed to the inner intuitions They unveil ignorance and illusions; Time is a potion of joys and sorrows None can escape its destined gallows.