Time takes and takes and
Never returns what it has taken.
It forgives not; it listens not, not to
Any prayer or plea.
Time is the only god of this world
That I know. Infallible, unshaken,
A child thief who has robbed me
Of warm embraces, of the love
Of yesteryears, of dear ones
Muted now into human traces,
Pacing slowly, smeared faces,
In the depths of my tired heart.
Time hates me, and I hate it right back.
It hurts, it breaks, it changes
All that was cherished into
An un-recognizable mask.
It has shattered the life I knew into
Unconnected puzzle parts that
No longer fit. Like my skin, hanging
Here and there, my milky eyes, looking
For colours that no longer paint,
The ache for my lost earth expected
To blend in the affected acceptance
Of the dominion of Time,
Cruel ruler who feels no pity for me.
Time has taken away my beliefs
And turned them into doubts,
Questions about who I am, who I were,
When will this end, the haziness in my mind,
The path that used to be a straight track,
Twisted and bent now by
The implacable hand of Time.
And I watch its unstoppable passing,
Sages and martyrs reciting their stoic vows,
As Time comes, crowned and proud,
To cut off the breath from their lungs.
And I refuse to bend the knee
And become the husk of a man.
Hence, I have declared war
On the inevitability of Time.
I will be forever young, in the inside.
Clean my sight, love precariously,
Make today fully mine. And fight.
Fight, fight, fight, against the god of this life,
Until I lose the battle with a twinkle in my eye,
And unchain myself forever
From the tyranny of Time.