Flipped Hourglass
Running after chimeras
I realised not that
Life's most precious essence
Was being left behind
Racing against time
I strived to rule over oceans
And to have rose gardens
Blooming in their midst
And each time I would look at my portrait
I would shudder
As the painting was getting old
And little insects had even started
To nimble at it
Time was eating me up
Time was dancing joyfully over my thirst
For that which was not fated to be mine
And like an angry demon
It kept rejoicing at the pain that
Was slowly breaking me into pieces
But then
I just stopped in my race,
Looked all around me
And flipped the hourglass
Before throwing my portrait into a fire
And igniting a flame with its residue
In my very own heart
Life is not meant to be a channel to assuage
Our greedy monster growling inside of us
But life is an opportunity to make
Of our stay in this realm
One worthy of being remembered
For the way we treated others all around us
The flipped hourglass had me running backwards
To where nature was revered
And simplicity was worn as a crown
There where smiles sparkled
And trust shined on
There where I could sit
And watch waves peacefully,
Content and satisfied at the gifts that are my own due!
Written on 1st Feb 2022
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