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Niranjan Seshadri

It's Time

It's Time

Time is a house of cards

The cunning play it the hope of rewards

With a promise to worship in the future

They think the road then will be smoother

There is a secret living in plain sight

At this moment, whether day or night

When a truce is drawn with time

It’s revealed, ignorance will be a forgotten crime

Hands will have to be kept empty

And free of temptation that makes them sweaty

Time cannot survive when the moment remains open

That’s where we join the thin crowd of the chosen

They neither abhor pain or seek refuge in pleasure

Emptiness is their beloved treasure

Time cannot be kept waiting and empty

It tries to fill every moment with the hope of plenty



The Mind

The Mind