Time Remains on the Land

Adnan shafi is a poet , writer , coloumnist , short story writer and reviewer

Time remains on the land

Time remains on the land

Time,
not the evening,
That can be swaddled
By frenzy,
Neither a song whose
melody can be in the
grip of our lips;
Rather, it is limitless
and alienated,

Time remains on
the land where the new
caravans leave to spend
time,
On the chagrined journey,
left far behind a long time
ago, without any road,

The desolation of the city
doesn't abridge by the
trikering sound of the
vehicle;

The murmuring in the
cinched homes and
taverns is only by the
talks people do ;

The covers of books,
The tumult of papers,
The messages of mobiles,
along with the time passes;
Although doesn't pass,
after bracing all children
to climb the ladder
as a consequence ;
I keep staring at an
aimless horizon after
sitting on the threshold;
Calculating all the dreams
that I saw.