Dear Time, Can I get time to meet you?
It seems that I have no clue,
I left my crew,
And I am feeling blue.
But still, I am chasing you.
I lost bad habits and some good friends,
I quit the internet and some trends,
I’m trying to make amends,
But still, can’t manage my spends.
No, I have enough cash to survive,
But I’m not able to thrive,
I’m missing my drive,
Is there something wrong with my life?
Don’t worry if this seems melancholy,
Why are you so sorry?
I’m just writing my story,
This is my territory,
And I’m not in a hurry.
I realize that tracking you is a pain,
Getting lost is insane.
Complaining is in vain,
There’s nothing to gain.
I have to get back to my lane,
But how do I justify my brain?
I wish I could explain,
But for now, let me refrain.
When spending you right,
I feel like a knight.
But when the situation is tight,
I lose my sight,
And I’m not able to fight.
Dear Time, Why are you so cruel?
Why can’t you be my jewel?
Every morning, I challenge you to a duel.
Every night I’m out of fuel.
I think I need to take a break,
But there’s too much at stake.
Is it a mistake?
Or is it a piece of cake?
I’m not sure what to make.
What’s the point of all this?
If you’re not with people you miss,
If you’re not doing what you wish,
But you can’t be selfish,
Since you have to fulfill your dish.
There’s so much to do,
So much that I wish to pursue,
But I’m not managing my due.
I’m not sure if any reason is true.
This is my plight,
Forgive me if I’m not polite,
I’m trying to make things right,
But I’m not sure if I’m bright.
But as always, I find myself in a fight.
(Credits: For Rhyming Words)
Signing off,
Aditya Ranjan Jha