Passage of time

Friday,18th October 2019

 

Take me not into an account

but give a discount

for the life spent in your company

that made me tiny lust object

 

what was my object?

nothing, in fact,

it was a sheer passage of time

I blame it sometimes

 

I gave everything to you

but never passed through the trauma

of being left alone

when I realized, you had left and gone

 

days, weeks and months passed

but I was outclassed

in every aspect

I have nothing to react

 

time may be precious

that makes one famous

and others to wonder in dreamland

the land of friendless to reach the dead-end

 

Hasmukh Mehta

www.poemhunter.com