Hourglass

Time was here,

Looking at the hourglass

Enquiring about my well being.

Not to be seen-

May be wandering somewhere.

Wait! Did he fall prey to the old witch?

What if she turned him into goat or donkey??

What if he has lost the road to comeback???

Once he comes,

Will notice, the curse on me is over.

He will take me along

To the dream palace and wipe my tear.

Discard the kajal and scent.

Throw away the string of jasmine.

And neatly pleat my ruffled hair.

I’ll regain my original form.

The old witch will not be there

To use her black magic.

I’m waiting for time to come and rescue me,

And to get my looks as before.

I put the hourglass straight. 

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