Time is the continous progress of existence and events in the past, present, future. It is an instance of something happening or being done.
POEM ⏰
Time has its own stories,
Some Of victories sone of glories.
People wait for the correct time,
Like tewelve past nine.
It might bring joy or disappointment,
Depending upon you.
It flies in the sky.
Going high and high,
Reaching new heights.
Teaching each to fly,
like a bird in the sky.
But remember it waits for none ,
Like the sun.
Gives people wings brings some on the ground,
As it goes round and round.
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Writer ~ Rithvik Singh
For my mother ,
My heart is a flower at your feet .
Thank you for being the only person who always loves me , even at my worst [ Page No. 2 ]
This book will make you feel too many things , all at once just like life does sometimes . [ Page No. 3 ]
Dear reader ,
I love you . and I hope you love yourself enough to leave anyone who breaks your heart . Your heart was mean to be worshiped , not turned into a war zone .
I hope this book feels like a warm hug to you . I wrote this book for the ones who feel everything too deeply .
You're right i wrote this book for you . 💓
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