Tick tok tick tok tick tok,
The wheels of time are ever-moving,
A cog in constant motion,
Not even the greatest intellectuals,
Have been able to harness its power,
Mysteriously we have engineered life,
We have achieved breakthroughs that were not even dreamt before,
Whereas Life and time run on parallel symphony,
Like lyrics to a beat,
They produce the ever glorified,
Harmonies we call music,
Not this crap we hear on our airwaves,
But Music which flows through your body,
Linking the very fibers of creation,
One note by the other your body moves,
And a dance is born ,
Beat by beat,
a touch of heaven on earth,
Real music is like watching a sunset,
For the first time,
A beautiful composition of mother earth,
In its finest hour,
An inspiration to artists around The globe,
For millenias past,
And millennia come,
Life,destiny,mother earth,
Are all in service of time,
But what do u understand of time?
Is it a clock in your house,
Is it just am and pm,
Is it numbers one to twelve and rewind and back,
Is it memories with emotions that you have collected over age,
Or is it just invention of the mind,
To rule and govern our life cycle,
Or is time just a lie?
Am a ghost poet what are you?

Credits to
Mel the dreamer