A time will comewhen emotions will be goneBirds will stop waitingfor the synchronized dawnTrees will speak louderthan ever beforeTruth will returnthrough a long closed door

Crossing the limit is not my styleMy footsteps meander less than a mileI travel the world perhaps in a minuteYet a dream, to me, is never infinite!

If we lose our clocks and watches, the crimson sky of twilight will remind usof the time of dusk, and the phases of the moon will never fail tobe our monthly adviser.

Memories are aches; they are the laughterSmiles of time flee to seize the hereafter

Future never desires to become a past

Whereever we go, whatever we earnthe time we waste can never returnThe mistakes we've made are now to burninto the bonfire of guilt and wrongdoingWill we ever learn to stop pursuingthose temptations of life that minds are wooing?

My mind has a time machine; it can travel back to the past when I close my eyes and in my dreams it travels to the future.

You can learn things from a heart so bleedingWhen love bargains with deceitful pleading Hours soar from dawn to dawn splitting your time Don’t hear melody from a soundless chime

Time appears to be most wasted when someone seeks truth in lies