sands of time

hey i wrote this quite some time back....but now when i realize we're gonna be in 11th just next week....it seems quite appropriate!


time is flying
going by too fast
it doesnt stop though i'm trying
it just flies right past

they say time and tides wait for none
and now i know its true
wish i could've had more time
and then against it i could've won

books lie unread
chores remain undone
clothes scattered on my bed
of things i wanted to do, i could do none

why do the years seem like seconds
when once the seconds seemed like years
why does time fly when i'm happy
and barely crawl when i'm in tears

calls to make
friends to meet
how will i, through this mess,rake?
all tasks lay unfinished at my feet

i want to hold some time in my hands
make the most of what i've got
but time is like the sands
it slips through quickly,like it was there not

time is precious, i know
yet i lost so much of it
but such carelessness again i wont show
i'll treasure even its smallest bit.

nothing will be incomplete
all tasks will be done
this is not such an impossible feat
the race against time can be won!