After Effect

Aktarul Islam

Time was once lying all alone on her bed

None was with her, not a single soul mate.

When fortune started falling flat on her

Flattery seized her tight and hard so far.

 

Time was once under the evil weather

Covered herself up with an odd leather.

Went all around the city for an ace doctor

A quick recovery turned her into a dictator.

 

Time is now running fast with the wind

Leaving her dirty pasts still unassigned.

When the seventh heaven will fall down

What will Time do after losing the crown?

  • Author: Aktarul Islam (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 15th, 2023 06:06
  • Category: Special occasion
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