THE TIME

Strange is what I am feeling right now.

Probably there isn't any heeling right now.

Words are getting futile, I believe.

How can I ever retrieve,

The time that just passed and I saw?

I am bombarded with feelings I cannot withdraw.

The memories that I could have made.

The time when I could have freely played.

The time when I could have made stronger bonds.

The time when I could have acted like vagabonds.

The time when I could have made stupid sounds.

The time when there were no bounds.

Alas! That time is gone.

But to forget it is a sine qua non,

For dwelling in the past is never too right.

It will just turn me more contrite

Towards myself whom I had hurt the most.

Now, I will look after myself utmost.

The time always confounds.

Who exactly knows when there may be turnarounds?

---------------------------------------------------------©Radhika Gupta(June13,2018)