Time

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My dearest companion Time

Stop racing

Stop pacing

Take a break for sometime

Let me live in this moment

Let me bask in the present

So ravishing

So enchanting

What is the hurry to go?

Just for a while, stop the flow!!

I try to walk

You always spurt

Why do you exert

It wouldn’t hurt

To wait for me

To match my pace

Just in case

To enjoy my company

For a while

With a smile

After all we are companions

For a lifetime!!

My dearest companion Time

Whenever I need you

You never there

When I am getting late

You stop being my mate

You start a race

Against me

Turning away your face

And on a contrary

You never hurry

When I wait to see my love

You never quickly pass

You leave me in a morass

To ever trust you

And yet you stay with me

In every moment I see

In my ecstasy and my agony

In my loss and my rise

You are my truest companion

As you stop the tick-tock

My breath gets forever locked

And they would then say

Alas, her time is over

It was her last day!!

—Anushree Dutta

The Hidden Truth!!

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This is how my story begins

With my banishment

Repudiation of my existence

My revelation to prevent

Without even my consent

They try to make a distance

Thinking I may have died

Which was once surely tried

But so is the irony

I can never ever die

No one can ever defy

My existence, my being

Because I am the truth

And this is my reality

The deception of my fatality

Is what they believe in

To hide their gruesome sin!!

 

This is how my story begins

With my attempted murder

Announcing me a martyr

In the war with the untruth

Yet I kept breathing, still alive

And then they tried to contrive

My confidentiality to maintain

In a permanent imperishable chain

Around me, no scope of flight

No hope to escape, to come out

As I was buried deep

In the heart, guarded

By promises and assurance

Until I took a leap

Until I was discovered

My reality was uncovered!!

 

This is how my story ends

For some it may be awful

For some so delightful

As it completely depends

With my revelation

Some are frantic with worry

Some dance in exhilaration

And with my discovery

I may have left some in pain

Yet, I cannot stay forever in chain

Of deceit and falsehood

I have to come out for good

Or bad, or worse,

As that is my essence

I have to someday disperse!!

-Anushree Dutta