Time Traveller

By Deepa Kukrayti

Time waits for none

They taught me

So that I made better alliances;

Alliances and choices.

None had connection to the time well spent.

Anyways, ‘better’ was a relative term,

The terms they had set

And time an illusion.

From it, there came in this man

He said, he could journey across time

So he travelled to my time

And sometimes took me to his

Sometimes we talked how things were different then

And, He told me of what new had come in

And, in this exchange there was no time

Just me and him.

It doesn’t matter to me

Who does time wait for?

And even if it doesn’t

I wait for Him

He who knows no time for me.

By Deepa Kukrayti