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Age

I would say

I’m old

Before the thought is put down

By what others say

 

They insist that I am not

But it is true

That young

I am not

 

They would understand not

Although half their age

Time

is what I have naught

 

Feeling

The physical aches

Of those

Who were before my nearing

 

Feeling

The emotional aches

Of those

Who were lost before me

 

Feeling

The mental ache

Of those

Who lost themselves before me

 

Time

Truly is what

I have naught

It is Time

 

Not that

Others would understand

Even if

They wear my hat

 

Not that

Even one would understand

Even if

They stood in my shoes

 

Not that

Even one would understand

Even if

They walked my path

 

Since everyone’s perception of time

Is different

So is their perception

Of age

 

So why?

Why?

Do I hope

so hopelessly

 

For someone

To understand

My perception

Of age and time?

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Time

 

 


 

Some say

Time is

Like a flicker of light

 

Some say

Time is long

Like a never ending string

 

But I say

Time is

Like a candle

 

Time is relative

It flows

Without a care

 

It only depends

On your intention

On how you perceive it

 

For some

It burns too short

Before it is out

 

For some

It burns longer

Giving them more time

 

But time cares

About what you are doing

It passes according to yourself

 

If you are having fun

Fast

It will burn

 

If you are not

Slow

It will trudge

 

To those

Who say that

Time is fast or slow

 

I have only

One thing to say

To you

 

Burn your time

Wisely

And with much thought

 

For a burnt candle

Cannot become

Unburnt

 

Just like how

Spent time

Cannot be refunded

 

Fast or slow

It does not matter

Use it wisely

 

For nobody has

Ever enough

Time

 

 


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  2. https://www.yeyeo.com/blogs/yeyeo-botanica-blog/98478598-candle-magic-101-the-energy-of-colors-in-candle-burning

Betrayal III

I felt

Extremely happy

When you asked me

To be with you

 

I thought

That you had

Finally

Thought about me

 

How upset I was

To find out

That I was

Your last choice

 

The last

That was what I was to you

You have answered

I have decided

 

Still

I studied with you

Till the end

Like you expected of me

 

I thought

Maybe

You had really

Thought of me

 

You had not

Soon after

Your friend came

And I was left alone

 

Again

 

Why?

Why do you do this to me?

Why?

What did I do to you?

 

This is it

This is the end

I cannot take it

Anymore

Betrayal II

I came

Again

You introduced me

To another friend

 

I thought that

I would make a new friend

 

How wrong I was

 

She took you

From me

A friend

Who has always been by your side

 

You laughed with her

As though I was never there

In the first place

Or there with you at all

 

Who am I to you?

Who am I to you?

 

Answer me

Tell me

Straight

To the face

 

Answer me

Sincerely

Tell me

Sincerely

 

That is all I can ask for

Since you do not seem to care

About me

Anymore

 

So I guess you

Do not know

How

To answer

 

I will just

Take that

I mean nothing to you

Nothing at all

 

After all

That is what I am

Nothing

That is what I am

 

But they say

Give another chance

Or

Three strikes and you are out

 

So another

Last chance

It is

For you

 

Just

For you

Betrayal I

I was

Your friend

But you were

My end

 

After a month

Of phone calls

And letters

I came back to you

 

Only to find

That I had been

Replaced

By someone else

 

To see you

Laughing

To see you

Joking

 

With someone

Who was not me

After I was the one

Who spent the most time with you

 

I feel

Betrayed

 

You probably

Already know it

But you probably

Do not care about it

 

About me

Or about anything

That has to do

With me

 

But I still decided

To give you

Another

Chance