Time And Its Trajectory

Time is the cosmic beat The length of life’s yarn It is the harbinger of change That leaves rude etchings on the face Making a young damsel Turn into a wizened hag Changing hills into plains leveled And hollows into mounds filled! As time advances, life decreases And seasons pass by us unbidden Time rings the bell for all beginning And it tolls the knell for all parting Like an unbridled horse, As time gallops away, Thousands get crushed under its hooves And many fall dead! Time, like a sumo wrestler, is formidable Hard to beat down without drill and regimen Sometimes we fly with time Like wind blown thistledowns Time may stay so inconspicuous Like a tiny flea unnoticed On the furry skin of a mangy dog Not making its presence felt Till unexpectedly it leaps forward, Vanishing into thin air! Many a time it assumes Royal dimensions rich Like a prince charming Riding in a winged chariot! When it whizzes past us Days are turned into seconds! But when it drags by Hours seem eons! Time is something we cannot rewind Nor be purchased with money or muscle Never static, though at times may seem still And like a river, it rushes and hurtles into eternity Sometimes mutely whispering, It flows into silent timelessness! No doubt, Time is a trickster So erratic, so volatile Yet so precious and so dear More valuable than all other treasures Oh, thinking of time I have lost count of my time!