Upgrading clock
was not a wise decision.
Who will read the past?
You are coming near
me on water. Where will you
hide the leaky boat?
Time moves on stings.
Lamp flickers. A moth wants to
burn the golden wings.
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Author:
satishverma (
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'Upgrading clock
was not a wise decision.
Who will read the past?'
(fast forwarding your timing, a foolish mistake,
qualifying your future's timing, a silly decision...
trying to progress, without first
knowing yourself
a formula for failure,
aspiring for what you can become
without acknowledging, where
you came from
a choice, you're bound to regret...)
and all these, just trying to unfurl your first stanza...
A great write! Guru
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