Life is lived though won or lost
We are forced to create a past
Time is also running damn fast
All must one day end at last

The loss we suffered long back
Is no longer a great drawback
We laugh when past loss we track
We are cured due to time's knack

That girl by whom we got rejected
That job from which we were ejected
That game which our father objected
That day on which we were injected

So many scars that no longer look bad
Innumerable insults that sadly we had
Various criticisms from our dear dad
Time heals stopping us turning mad

So, use time and very calmly wait
Time will carry burdensome weight
Try to reach a very great height
But, fall not for greed's bait.

mvvenkataraman