Time

Can you please stop ticking just for me?
Life is such a beautiful dream!
I created life like a dream Maniac and here I go,
Burying the unspoken words and telling the words,
Which I shouldn't..

Life is beautiful for those ;
Whose wishes are always fulfilled.
But that doesn't mean I don't get what I want,
But that doesn't mean I hate my life.
My life is wonderful in its own kind.
But that doesn't mean I love everything ,
What life showers with me.

After facing every obstacles I wonder,
Whether I am surviving or living?
Time was not cruel to me but,
I , myself was cruel to time .
But after tolerating  such stupid acts of mine,
It always help me in realising I can't give up.
Telling me to light up the dark again.

Time is such a good friend of mine but,
I was the one who's spoiling it's beautiful gift .

This is a poem to those who hates time alot. When you don't get what you expect in doing a particular task...Time was not cruel but it was our fault who is spoiling the time. I realized how beautiful it is and it is giving me a chance to know myself., Why I am here and what responsibility are abiding to me. Don't keep hatred on time. Time can become your best friend if you do your work in time.