By Krishti Khandelwal
Time, an ever-passing current of the ocean,
That I got stuck on the wrong side of.
I could fix myself if it stopped for once,
But it just keeps moving on.
And it would’ve been fine if it stayed at peace,
But it is turbulent, with an escape forlorn.
It would’ve been fine if it was constant in speed,
But it gets faster as it goes on.
My work lies still, sitting on the table,
I have a lot of time to complete it soon.
My speed was nice, I started early,
But I saw it didn’t finish soon.
As time went on, I realised
That yesterday was a month ago.
As time went on, I saw outside
The sky was yellow.
But it had just been dawn, and I was aware
Of the time passing by,
Yet it's midnight now, hours went by,
And I don’t know how…
Restricted by the needs of my body,
That cannot sit for long.
I will find that 24 hours
Will somehow be not enough.
And I feel like it all passes so quick,
Quicker than I had time to realise.
And just for once—for time to stop,
And for things to not fall and tangle into chaos,
In the harsh and unforgiving ocean, I wish.
I wish for time to stop.
I just want to sit and remain living my life,
Without glancing in paranoia at the clock.