Poem -

What Time Hasn't Thought

What Time Hasn't Thought

Running-running from a circle
About a circle
Along a circle 
Beyond circles
Fastest nothing could ever beat
You run so swift
I wonder what shoes
You slip into each day
Your speed constant-no trace of retardation
Has 
Drilled philosophers from time immemorial
So for defeat they sought your burial
But because your nature no man could describe
You take upon yourself the responsibility of their burial.
Movements unimaginable
Date could never meet
Again after first sight.

Your ways are parallel-no one could ever meet
Your age too many a figure to utter
No talkative can pronounce 
Since generations long
From short obedience
To core disobedience
To molten disobedience of famous rogues
You’ve sat and watched
Their follies a while-without forgetting
Your duties and responsibilities
You wait no man.
For man’s ways are not your ways.

Even in crossed fingers
You find your ways through with ease
You fly away with every breeze.
When men’s heart are torn with pain
You still do not wait
For you are not man’s slave
But away you go!
Same say, you’re smart
You mount on wings of angels
And away you fly!
While most stake their
Hopes, passions and dreams on thee
You still have less to spend on these.
Both believers and unbelievers 
Believe in thee
For you bring them seasons and reasons
To revenge and avenge
Your belts you fasten with no release

You have no friend so
You spend not much of yourself
You are greedy, selfish and self-contained
You are boring like a hit and run lover
But your ways are straight
Cause when once done with
One thing you never repeat.

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