Time and tide wait for none....

Time and tide wait for none,
those who ridicule, time makes their fun.
Those who abide by
stumble initially, not to further cry..
In the awe of glory and fame
we forget the moves of the time-game.
In the earnest urge of building another Rome
we forget the society and the home.
Engrossed are we in our own dealings
we give a damn to their feelings.
At times, a heart could blossom just with a Hello
we chide it under the cover of a callow.
And when we realize the might of time
we are left with nothing but dollar aka dime.
Money earned us that fame and that glory
but this is an incomplete story.
Money earned us only fame and glory
the family is no more in the story.
Tides have passed, times have gone
now there’s nothing left for us to hone.
Voids that we have created for long
nothing could be retrieved from the throng.
No more bolt, no more blow
it’s only sorrow and sorrow.
For, time and tide wait for none,
those who ridicule, time makes their fun.