Tick tock

Tick tock, Tick tock,
Time doesn't wait for anyone
Nor does it rewind
And offer us a chance
To re-live our favourite moments
Time is its own boss
The master of almost everything!
The scariest of alarms
The healer of the deepest of wounds
One who can erase
Even the ugliest of memories
From our minds and hearts

Tick tock, tick tock
Moves the hands of the clock
They keep moving
Without even the briefest of breaks
Effortlessly and unapologetically
Without a care in the world
Indifferent to the ones struggling
To catch up
With the gruelling pace
But time isn't always fast
And it plays many tricks
On unsuspecting humans

Occasionally, Time moves slowly
Even the slowest of snails
Would be beaten
As Time creeps along
Extremely, painfully slow
Especially when you want it to run
Boring lectures, countdowns
Trigger the slower phases
Excitement, enjoyment, and fun

Trigger the faster phases
When Time runs exceedingly fast
Especially because you want more time
Though you'd give anything
For the time to not run out
Or run past you
In the blink of an eye
It will never slow down
When you wish Time would run faster
It drags on,
And on and on,
Time does the exact opposite
Of what we could wish for
But there's nothing we can do
Time cannot be tamed.

Each day brings a fresh 86400 seconds
But some feel longer
And some feel short
Time seems to be bewitched at times
It seems likely
That we are all under its spell,
Unable to challenge Time,
Its peculiar ways and tricks
And so we resort to following it
Blindly, unquestioningly
Suppressing our doubts
As soon as they arise
In our minds

This was a poem that I had originally published a while ago. But it seemed very apt for Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #125. The challenge is to write a flash fiction piece or a poem inspired by the given photo prompt. Thanks to Fandango for hosting this challenge. Click on the links to know more about this challenge and to read the entries by my fellow bloggers.

For the visually challenged writer, the photo is of four clocks on a wall showing current times in four different cities.

Image courtesy: Jarmoluk at Pixabay.com.

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