Time comes and time goes with no account
Time flows different at times in and out.
Different times at different places
Person to person time flows different. .... (1)
Here the time with no dimension
Does it stand still for some ?
Where from it ? Where does it go ?
Some feel slow but some shine and glow......... (2)
Time came once with touch me not
I didn't touch it, also it did not touch.
But I got my my face red, nose bleeding
It went ahead to tell again coming.................. (3)
Does it bend in every morning ?
Does it slip at each winking ?
Wrapped in times I float around
To here and there with silence sound.......... (4)
Dancing time giggles on wave crust
Clothing in dark it's not lame a duck
Ticking time to rupture on fiery sky
Bottled colours to flow out in sly
Time ticks .... Time is to fly !
Time ticks .... Time is to fly !
.......................................being with a lame duck time..........................
Hrushikesha Mohanty
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2 comments:
Very interesting poem,
Time tests us, sometimes acting like a lame duck. Time sends feelers of what is to come and it is upto us to catch a whiff and then move in the direction. Else, we lag behind and loose track.
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