Running

                         Running


All we are running……

We are running with the rhythm of time..

No one knows where to stop, and where to go ….

But we are still running to give a fight…………

Running with the hope, running for fame……..

Running is just not a game ……

Winner will be awarded..

Looser will be lost….

The time what passed can never be caught………..

No meaning of happiness; no meaning to be sad…..

to beat the time makes feeling of glad…

The value of life……

Relationship????

That is off-screen,

Keeping the Money is evergreen

No need of love…

“All running blood”……….. is running just for the sake of Name

Running with the hope, running for fame……..

Running is just not a game ……

No way to escape, No way to leave …

What you have own, you have to give,,

Winner will be awarded..

Looser will be lost….

The time what passed can never be caught………..



The poem is an original piece and written by Rick Saha