Time and again I come back to time. <br />More I speak about time more I feel <br />I have not spoken enough about time. <br />I have witnessed time in more shapes <br />than I could have narrated elsewhere. <br /> <br />There are many impressions of time <br />deeply embedded in abyss of my mind. <br />I feel the urge for digging much deeper <br />to explore fossil reminiscences of time. <br /> <br />There came a time when hardly could I <br />Move anything applying all my forces. <br />All my efforts would always go in vain. <br />Nothing would yield positive till end. <br />Time would laugh at my helplessness. <br /> <br />My logical mind would fail to explain <br />Why everything went wrong with me. <br /> <br />And in contrast I have also witnessed <br />time when everything went too easily <br />things would move almost effortlessly <br />like a magic show, leaving me surprised. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />© Palas Kumar Ray.All rights reserved.<br /><br />Palas Kumar Ray<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/magic-time/
