Time

a season that comes, once in a few months

the changes it brings, to make things undone

time that flies, the clock that spins

it goes as fast as the wind.

another moment has passed

another experience that lasts.

we go by our days with goals in our heads

but little by little we miss out instead

we look upon our lives and take the steps

onto the journey that goes on without a map

we care so much about the things that don't matter

when we should cry or laugh, i'd prefer the latter

time is an immeasurable factor

from within it silently acts like a hacker

we are given the test of life

to see it as a double-sided knife

one way we give, the other we take

somethings are real, others fake

we crave for more, to do what we should

but we only allow what we could

the mask we hold, just to remain intact

just to remain sane when everything else is mad.

like a garden, it grows its weeds

but all it needs is some seeds

to be planted in, to be nurtured for

to be looked after until it grows out more.

a little sensitivity goes a long way

some compassion and faith put to play

to hold and to believe in all you've got

cos all we need is one special thought.

seamless streams of neverending promises

just like the touch of loving kisses

a support that holds and hails

never to fall or fail.

time, all we need is to give and to receive

its unpredictable and hard to perceive

but once the master is fully utilized

thats when we know when to characterize.