Time is of the essence.
Action must be sustained
Lest the moment remain unseized.
Procrastination is the thief of time.
Time waits for no man.
Idle hands are the devils tools,
Actions are easily overlooked.
As through fingers, slips time.
Time cannot be tamed.
The persistent sweep remains
Despite our futile games.
Onwards the march of time.
Time and again
We seek to hide mistakes
Or shelve our worst laid plans,
Hoping they never find their time.
Time is always,
One step ahead and
One step behind.
Watching, following, biding its time.
Time rushes in
And with its relentless passage –
Past transgressions revealed;
Beneath the veil of time.