Poem : Time

Time, Hey bro!!
I know you have the ability to haul me with yourself.
But please know that life is more than ticking on clock
And getting ready to tick more.

Do you know what happiness is?
It is competing to run faster and let them come first.
It is sharing food and still wanting more.
It is wearing new clothes and listening,
You look better than before.
It is walking and running and walking and running and still not wanting to reach the goal.

I too want to taste that brew of tea,
The fragrance of the romantic air,
I want to experience the shower of rain
And the smell of drenched weather.
I wish to count the stars, on this trip.
And Yes, I want to count them all.

Come on dude, stop, or atleast walk with me.
So that we can eat a strawberry or two,
on this trip,
In this evening,
so that we would have something to think about later…”

Sometimes, slow
Sometimes, fast
I ran at my own pace
To touch your hand or atleast match your pace…
You seriously are adamant busy bastard,
You will not stop.

What can I say,
You too are running your own race,
But atleast I have memories to cherish and dreams to chase…