the world tries to grasp you,
hold you, stop you, grab you,
no matter with or without the tick-tock sound,
you are slipping like gripped sand,
urge you, please stop, STOP! for a minute, or a second or a jiffy,
why you are in rush all the time,
let crave be filled with one’s mind,
let the whistle sing, the tune of life,
let the eyes glance, the beauty around,
let the heart breathe, the love around,
stop, please let me sip the morning glory,
just wonder why you are in so hurry!
Tick-Tock Tick-Tock Tick-Tock Tick-Tock
The time never stops, we just start doing something, and the next moment we look at the clock, we are running short of time. Lot’s to do in very little time. It’s hard to grasp the fleeting time! ⏳⌛
FeelPurple 
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