Time passes.
So does time pass like a cricket ball passes the wicket,
or passing like the wind which the ball creates?
What is time anyway?
Time is a conformity,
a human imposed mechanism to avoid chaos.
It's merely a datum.
Is your time my time?
What time is my time?
What time is it?
Is it tea time because I'm hungry?
Time is a product of ones own perception.
I'm hungry so I eat
I'm tired so I sleep.
Your time has come!
I thought time passed,
now time must come!
At one point in this continuum -
my time will be up!
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