CHAINS OF TIMINGA Poem by JENYJust a poem....against well accepted norms about TIMECHAINS OF TIMING My clock is my ruler It determines what I should do When should I go When should I come When should I eat When should I tweet When should I pray When should I play. Clock chains me It startles me It warns me It spurns me It churns me It drives me mad With it’s never ending deadlines. Clock mocks At my sense of freedom It scorns At my longing for eternal It even reminds At times, of a death waiting for me. One day I killed it. Stopped its ticking Washed off its existence From the rooms of my brain That was stacked once With dos and don’ts From my stoic clock’s Menacing long and short hands. I got back my freedom Got back my longing for eternity Got back my belief in deathlessness Got back my faith in peace Got back my harmony with nature’s pace Got back my courage in my own pace So unreal a spook was it!! That my teachers and parents Taught me to adore and be afraid of So unreal witch was it!!!! That my mentors and priests Taught me to substitute it for pelf So unreal fable was it!!! That my exams and text books Hailed as something akin to God Today I am the king of my castle Today I will decide When to wake up When to usher sun When to usher moon When to chase away stars.. From my colorful day dreams I am the king of my castle Till its long and short hands Dare to move in collusion With its second hand And start tick ticking once again Framing my life in chains of timing. © 2010 JENYFeatured Review
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