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Behind Time - A Poem

Rinita is a creative writer, with focus on poetry. She delves into several forms including Haiku/Senryu, Sonnets, Free Verse, and Prose.

Constantly Flowing Time

Constantly Flowing Time

The Poem

“You!”, in the middle of the night

Someone white called unto me

My eyes on the flame, burning bright

Led me on to the fantasy


A distant island, a feared dream

Rocks, and edges sharp as knives

Into the river, fell time with a gleam

Splash and swirl, brought on the vibes


Once on the raft, through I sailed

A fruit-bearing orchard closed in

Echoes and shadows partly veiled

Made my soul turn, and heart spin


Dusk it was, and getting sublime

The bird of prey in its beak

Took my hands bound with time

Flew with rage, over the creek


Hands folded, I stared at my white

Companion beyond the blue flame

A hint of red melting on either side

Cocooned I was in the time warp game


The Explanation

The protagonist here battles with a consistent companion, which is the ghost of her past. She wants to do away with it, but her heart is not in it, as she longs to go back to the past that was brighter than her dreary present, and she is constantly transporting her mind back and forth, every time coming back with misery and pain, but wanting to go back again. Thus, in the time warp she remains, comfortable though sorry.

Written as a tribute to the Master, Mr. Dickens, for giving us the wonderful gift of "A Christmas Carol" more than a hundred and fifty years ago.

© 2018 Rinita Sen

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