Written by Soujanya Hiremath
Now that you have passed
leaving pieces of hope in your way,
I realise that it never could last.
If it were not for your play
nowhere here nowhere there
not even in future I lay,
you were then better and fair
if I am honest to say;
Maybe it was you in a hurry
it seemed so less and small,
or maybe it was me in fury.
I didn’t realise it at all,
You were just time at its might.
Little did I know your devours
that you made it seem quiet,
hours like seconds and seconds like hours.
