The hourglass of time
flipped over into my eyes
and then there was a journey through,
the valleys and hills of my life
into some worlds of the former me
weaving with it, the islands of the present me
I never realized that time had moved on
Wrapping my life with its magical spell
Some days pop up like a few hours ago
My smiles, my tears, my died away laughter
Revolve around like a ghost of a gone past
I am cradled in the shaky hands of time
Like a doll in a child’s hand
Days passed on to form a year,
And then gone many years
I stand alone with a heart so pure,
As a witness to the tides of time
My eyes seems to be wet,
With the moist of those old days
But my lips no more parts
With the bliss of a smile so real
Some words remains unspoken
Some stories shy away unsaid
Some dreams remain unrealized
But still my hopes survives untouched
Even after the plays of time....................