Life sits on an express time-jet...
shuffling between one end to the other
Not pausing for a wee moment
To reflect on the destination
Life travels ceaselessly ...
Through the rain or shine...
through the smiles or betrayals...
through the abundance or lack
riding on the time jet....
Not stopping a bit to shed a tear,
Smile or Sear...
No moment to reflect...
No moment to peep out of the net ...
life sits on the high speed Time jet...
Fire of desire propelling it ...
the triumphs, not celebrated a bit...
Time jet never slows down ...
Even if the traveler falls off the crown...
streaming thru the pain...
naive and astir...
making it's way beyond the wild blue yonder...
Life winged on the Time-Jet...
not halting for a little breath....

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