Time Consumes All Poem by Trailakya Roy
Time Consumes All
Time consumes all-fine or rough,
Good or bad, soft or tough.
Time consumes all like an ant,
Slowly and silently that we can't
Understand the bites and feel,
Slowly Times takes us to kill
With its palms-dark and cold,
Making us weak-young or old.
Time is blind, knows not new or old,
Monument or palace, diamond or gold.
But Time has a sense,
It brings us a change.
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