Hope And Time
Hope And Time


Buried in the chest of sand
With one end sticking out
An old book with tatters
On a lonely evening, I found
It was dirty and mitty
Leaves coloured yellow sour
The ink smitten and leather eaten
Yet untold mysteries it pour'd
My fingers played with scribbled words
And slowly I began to read
A hand came out and took me in
On ghostly path untread
The path haunted by ghost of Hope
And her disgraced lover, The Time
Stones engraved a tale of tragedy
That how she wished him to be mine
The war broke out, Heavens fell
All that Time and Hope faced
The Hope was stabbed, Time never came
She bled in Unfulfilled 's embrace
The pages began disenchant
With it, stories of love and melee
The black hole like scar,
It did leave
The old book and me