There was the time I used to carry
The burden of those light pages
To rest upon my shoulder;
Now is the time, I need to carry….
Each word of those pages, so
As to rest my life upon them.
There was the time I used to hold
Those rough fingers, for
Being loved all alone;
Now is the time I carry those wrinkles
Emerged from that roughness, just to
Enlighten the soul.
There was the time when
The distance between the lips
And….
Shortness of my eyes was measure of my happiness;
But I realized…..
Now is the time I need to carry
My smile upon my lips and Sparkle in my eyes,
To prevent the tiredness of my inner self …….quietly
To barge from my eyes.
There was the time I introduced my self
As the key for others well-being;
As far as I regret ……..
Now is the time to sow my pleasing nature
So as to please myself.
There was the time I used to blabber
Words dipped in those incoherent talks,
Fearing from none to judge my consciousness;
Now is the time I carry
My each thought………..
As a matter of mere words,
Fearing from those sub- conscious minds.
There was the time I used to live
Stepping against my past and beholding my future,
Just as I m swirling in my present; but ……
Now is the time I carry
My repentance for being revived ‘for’ those moments
Rather than ‘in’.
There was the time I used to write
Having words in my mind and a pen in my hand, but
As I recruited my heart for emotional battle;
Now is the time I need to carry
Emotions in my heart and words ….
On my blank sadness,
For everything belongs to time
And time belongs to me.
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