Time's Pantomime

By Mumtaz Khorakiwala (Aka Batool Idrish Siamwala)

How gently the river flows leaving us behind!

We stand beside the Ganges, boatswains remind

Of the ebb and flow of centuries….Ah Time

Fleet-footed, presents on its stage —a pantomime

If you care to see, centuries would unwind!

Watch aeons stride past: Fate's novel design:

A reel of legendary feats Time's spools wind,

Heroes roaring bravado in their prime.

How gently the river flows

Age can't contest youth, there's no rewind.

Blurred are yesteryears, waves converge, seconds combined

And so gently flow days, years, a rhythmic chime

To mellowed age gazing at Death sublime.

Fossilised minutiae stare at stars enshrined.

How gently the river flows

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By Mumtaz Khorakiwala (Aka Batool Idrish Siamwala)