Troubled Times

When time had stood still;
An adversary,
Refusing to budge,
Hindering the passage
Of life!
 
Millions of hour glass had cracked;
The sands flowing out
In a rush,
Spreading through the universe
Creating a vast desert.
Its sand dunes
Attempting to entrap
Each step in its grasp,
Striking terror
With manifestation of unending vastness
Attempting to choke 
With stillness,
With a sense of isolation-
Friendless.
Time then had aroused
A sense of helplessness.
 
Amidst this sense of dejection
and the creeping feeling
of inability to fight back,
A small figment of hope
Looms at the horizon,
Daring to defy the gargantuan time.
Walking slow,
One step at a time,
Trying to seek a path
Through this vast desert of time.
#Whatdoyousee

Copyright @ Goutam Dutta

Author: gdutta17

Born in the year 1968, my childhood was spent amidst the beautiful scenic landscape of a small town in India, Ranchi. Though an engineer by qualification, reading, writing and cooking are my passions. Another thing that I am passionate about is my country, India. As they say, a lifetime is probably not enough to explore the whole of India. Currently based in Kolkata, I can be reached at gdutta17@gmail.com.

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