Santosh Kumar Pokharel
I was pulling hard then
Love would go astray
I was insisting on her with me to stay
She won’t listen either
And when I am in no mood
She does come in my way.
A vagabond none can sway
A cheater that won’t back pay
Deserts in one’s utter need
And from you hides away
Time, looks at you from distance
Of Time have your say.
Money brings charms to you
Life meaningless become may
Without it, and love’s that far away
You have no time to remorse
Money will adorn your corpse
When you pass away.
Love, Time and Money
