Time is body

Time makes you tired;
Time makes you fresh.
Time makes you stale;
Time makes you new.

Time is not in your hand,
In whose hand you’re.
Time converts you
And terminates you.

Life is one’s efforts,
Which is bound by time.
Time is body, where
Life, the soul, dwells.
29.10.2009

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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