I close my eyes and countdown begins,

But I still can not count it properly,

It distracts my eyes with its pace and spins,

I can feel its movement in my mind and body.

I feel it pasts my brain,

I drop further behind and then-

I see the pendulum sounds faster,

A tightness in my chest,

A tension in my jaw-

as I want to be right back there!

How can I manage it?

Very soon, some revelations hit-

of thinking that often it warns us,

And guides us through risky situations.

If we learn how to recognise its value-

the immediate fear will end up with self-interview.

Often we notice, it has a grace,

But ignoring its importance,

We do a great mistake.

If we can obtain its great value,

Every fulfillment in our life will be true.

With its every rotation,

our age is growing.

Does it need any recognition?

It holds a greater meaning-

It is nothing but 'time,'

Really, in our life, it is prime.

Understanding that time has something to offer,

We should have some commitments either-

we are in action or inaction,

Time needs our proper attention.

Time is precious-

And what it needs from us?

Think deeper and deeper,

It needs our awareness to obtain-

some purposes and some values to retain.

_

Soma Bose is a political science graduate from Kolkata University, currently living in Pune. She loves to read and write English stories. A few of her self written micro fictional stories have been published in the Scottish online journal, Friday Flash Fiction, as well as poems also. Some have been published in the New-Zealand based journal, Flash-Frontier. Currently she is active in writing for India's Bangalore-based online journal named Indus Woman Writing.