locked

Overexposed and weak,

Too vulnerable to speak,

My unsuspecting heart,

can't handle this defeat.

The time of life within

to catch a breath, a hint.

Sitting in the light, just to see the chance

of overwhelming sight.

I can't find what I came looking for.

But maybe it is the end of war. 

I don't know, I'm not sure.

But I do believe I know the door.

If only I could find it...

in this forbidden place.

How did it get here?

Not a hint, not a trace.

Going in circles, looking high and low.

Ok, I see, Now I know.

There it is...

I see the door aside that clock.

Ticking time, ticking time, 

No key...to this door... that is locked. 

Kamal Trivedi

June 24, 2012