Monday, February 20, 2017

No Time

I wish there was no time
That people grew up
But didn't grow old
Or grey
Forced fade in
To sunset days.

I hate how loved ones
One day so alive
The next day
they survive
On the cusp of life
The abyss of time
Dancing death grins
And shadows
Chortling at our fear.

Time trapped
We are mocked
Constantly
In our efforts
To prolong
To be free.

Where will we
Go from here
And what is there
Left to save

Today's date
Is a slap
On my face
When
Even memories
Leave no trace

Where will we find
A brave new world
Where love in parting
Meets?
Where you never
Need say goodbye
But can hold the heart.
You greet.

Can't all our children
Can't all our forefathers
Co exist
In veils beyond
Where Time flows
Forward
And then
Wavers
In endless pools
Retaining us
At our very best
Freezing frail telomeres
So we never grow old?

But only move on a higher plane
Vibrate on a dimension
Beyond our own
So vital and vivid
We flash as if
Light sabres of glass
Sheathed in liquid gold?

Time become a harp a lyre
In our hands where finger
Flames
Play a ditty,
Life you sad liar
One you have never known
Till death you've borne
And made your own
Risen above
Becoming
The Muse and
Music
Of life,
And Love.

I think, I thought,
That time exists.

Dearest, let's go on
For now at least
Thinking Time,
A ravaging Beast,
When
Time is the Lover
You're yet to kiss,

And once you're done
You've Done Death
It's dues.

Live Again
O Human
As vibrant
Muse

As below
And so Above

Death can't be
The end of Love.

As above
So below
Life goes on
Like Light years
Transcend Time's
Constraint,

It must be so.

(c) Amrita Valan 2017

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