Tick tock
Time moves on
slow/fast quick/slow
a rumba of replete desires
a waltz of last week’s want
vanish in the side step
of the hours ‘twixt then & now.
Tick tock
Time deceives your smile
the kiss that lingered
somehow so replete till now
days & hours reduced
to requiem of tears
where are we now?
Tock tick
Impatience snapping at my heels
the slow unfolding of the years
have clamped their hungry jaws on this
my skin, my eyes, my lips
a semblance of the child exists
in deep disguise.
Yes ‘’ time ‘’ has rattled out my life
each second counted ratified
Ah time’s the sinner / saint
a paradigm which we create
a breathing in, a whisper out
a temperate lie:
Tick tock to time