Yesterday and Today (Poems and Poetry) COMPLETED

EIGHTEEN

Hours, Seconds and Minutes 

Time we spend everyday,

is a waste of time to speak the words I say.

Loving unconditionally,

is a time - capsule with no limits. 

Hours that took you long enough to wait for the right person,

minutes passes without a proper interaction.

Time that gives value to withstand the relationship,

yet seconds didn't last long passes.

Time is indeed a never going back type of clock,

the running hands that didn't rest well enough.

Took you long enough to find out?

Hours, seconds and minutes means that time is running fast,

and you can't stop it with a heartbeat.