As We Move Across The Time

As we move by the time All seem to be in its glory as past We do feel pride of our universe rejoicing when blessed by the divine As when change happens to happen Mind meanders as the river courses upon By the wind and the depth of flow Like a dilapidate mile stone in a dead street As we look back to our paved up path we all suffer the silence over the dust left off Love when silhouetted by the shadow Even with deep sense of gratitude when braced upon yet surreptitiously You seem to hide behind the dark clouds The smile when suffers by the sorrow As stillness when prevails upon the flow Heart when pierced with pain by the remorse Bloods in the vain when rusted by the shadow