[Poem] It's time to welcome 2018

Time is an arrow flying in one direction. Time is a circle and we the dot in the middle. Time is an orange that we eat one slice at a time. Time is an infinite onion we peel layer by finite layer. Time is a sundial. Time is a grain of sand. Time is the shadow on the ground trailing us. Time is your reflection on lake water.

Time is a plastic Orpat clock. Time is the Big Ben. Time stands at attention, clock hands by the side. Time is preternatural stillness. Time flies.

Time is Donald Trump tweeting at the first ray of dawn. Time is a cold desert in which nothing grows. Time is a chicken that lays eggs. Time is a flickering strip light with a faulty choke. Time is gummy toffee. Time is a room we fill with belongings. Time is the little square in a school timetable. Time is the lines on your grandmother’s face. Time is my furrowed brow. Time is the scar on your eyebrow that divides it into two. Time is invisible to the naked eye.

Time is a sniper in a hotel room. Time is a man with an axe. Time is one man hacking another man to death. Time is a murderer. Time is the killer’s nephew recording the passage of time on his mobile phone. Time is a London skyscraper going up in flames while its inhabitants dream dreams. Time is a dead baby. Time is a nightmare that ends quickly. Time is yesterday’s headlines. Time is tomorrow’s headlines. Time is a headless chicken that refuses to toe the line.

Time is saffron. Time is green. Time is the colour in between. Time is spotless white khadi. Time is a crease in the cloth. Time is angling for your colon and you don’t even know it. Time is a transient ischemic attack. Time is blood. Time is blood that passes through a slit in a clogged artery. Time heals. Time is a man with breasts. Time is a woman with balls. Time is a pregnant belly. Time is a repugnant bully.

Time is money. Time is a talk-time minute. Time is a ticker tape on TV. Time is a peanut. Time is momfali timepass. It’s time to do something. It’s time we did something. It’s time for action. It’s time for rest.

Time is a sacred thread. Time is a call to prayer. Time is the beads of a rosary. Time is a church bell ringing in a compound. Time is the bell at the Lord’s Cricket Ground.

Time is the Billboard Top 20 countdown on the radio. Time is Binaca Geet Mala. Time is a ballot box. Time is a stop watch. Time is counting stars and sheep. Time is an elephant drunk on mahua flowers. Time is a tortoise. Time is an octopus. Time is a kangaroo. Time is an oyster pearl. Time is pigeon droppings.

It’s time for breakfast. It’s time for lunch. It’s tea-time. It’s time for dinner. Time is always hungry.

Time is deep slumber. Time is a raging bull. Time is the flaming sun. Time is a cold planet. Time is a black hole. Time is a long dark tunnel. Time is cloudless skies. Time is the lost horizon. Time is pilferage. Time is a jewellery box lined with velvet.

Time is an Olympic sport. Time is a relay race. Time is a game of bridge. Time is the joker in the pack. Time is snakes and ladders. Time is a game of darts. Time is a daredevil pilot. Time is leaves falling when no one is looking. Time is a pair of good spectacles. Time is sharp focus. Time is a tight embrace. Time is two lips locking. Time is letting go.

Time is PC Sorcar’s Water of India jug. Time is an illusion. Time is Vaseline. Time is a vacuum cleaner. Time is blue detergent. Time is a bunch of red roses in a vase. Time is a shrinking violet. Time is a pansy.

Time is static. Time is a bolt of lightning. Time is the pull of gravity. Time is a Venetian blind. Time is blind. Time is a slap across the face. Time is a tidal wave. Time is a million small waves lapping at the beach. Time is stone cold dry. Time is a charity shop. Time is a supermarket. Time is a supermarket with nothing on the shelves.

Time is a bakery. Time is a hot tin box. Time is an electric crematorium. Time is the dead clock in the downtown clock tower. Time is a milestone by the side of the road. Time is a Luna with pedals. Time is a bullet train. Time is the thread that passes through the eye of the needle.

Perhaps time’s a thing only in my head. Maybe there’s nothing called time. It’s time for me to leave. No, it’s not what you think. It’s not the end of time. It’s the end of 2017. It’s time to welcome 2018. It’s time.

(Courtesy of Mail Today)

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