It Might Be Late
The day finally arrives,
So does the next day.
The next week to lear,
Then months and years.
Year after year.
That’s the trick ,
time flies quick.
Quick enough , in the blink of an eye.
Do enough, make sure before you die.
Learn ,what you want to,
burn the ego in you.
Live the moment you are into,
give up the temperament, set to undo.
Drink your coffee, before it gets cold.
Achieve your dreams,before you are too old.
Apologize if you realise,
Confess who you love.
Forgive them for the last,
Forget that happened in past.
Take aspirin when it pains,
Let no moment go in vain.
Say it, might you be late.
Let go, wasn’t that in your fate.
Mistake would be, waiting,
Acceptance before hating.
Last could be the chance,
Time running out at a glance .
It might be late ,
to add colours in grey shade.
Just do it friends,
before life comes, to an end.