TIME MANIFESTATIONS

Time,
a stagnant pool
no ripples, no waves
pool a swamp with
fern grown in abundance.
Pool surrounded by pandanus,
lush green mangroves
and an eerie silence prevailing
all along like around
an age-old dilapidated
pond.
Time,
an endless road
snaking through unknown
lands ,
where it begins, where it ends
no one knows, it is for sure.
Time, still a riddle
a fast flowing river
transparent at times
with pebbles moving ahead
fish, water snakes
swimming to and fro
along the basement
muddied at times
reminding an opaque
mirror
with nothing beneath
visible to the naked eyes,
sometime inundated
converting the entire land
into a sea
at times dry and barren
like a desert
not a drop of
water in sight
instead patches of
grass grown here and there.
Time,
a village lass
cute and pretty
shy, ever smiling and reserved
anklets jingling
on moving ahead
thick growth of flowing
hairs reaching up to the
knees.
Time,
like a vibrant city
full of sound and fury
sophisticated children
and youth
dressed in sophisticated
dresses
jeans, t-shirts cropped
hairs, cigarattes in lips
enjoying rock ‘n’ roll
pop music, bar-dances
drinks hot and cold
moon walk, Michael Jackson
shyness absent
in their lexicon
time
a roaring lion, tiger,
all hullaballoo , all the way
time, a fast forward metropolis.
Time,
which never blinks
a magician’s sleight of hand,
and a clown’s sense of humour
simultaneously
manifest in variety of
ways
changes the very shape of
this earth and its children.
Time,
a bifocal lens
worn by a middle-aged
man
blessing him with a clear vision
near and afar.