No I haven’t chosen the time

time has chosen me

She ponders as she stumbles down the valley…….

echoes within

end echoes without

a day will come

when falling down

will be the rising

when time will stand away

like an aloof spectator


for her,

to descend…


It’s just today

That she has given in
To the lost terrain
And has allowed
The creepers to block the way

It’s just today

That she has refrained
The flowers
From blooming

It’s just today

That the rain falls…
Her whims and fancies
Will finally give way

A Hurricane….
Will follow…

Till then

We shall wait.

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