By Barkha Poptani
A pursued existence and maybe irreversible successions
The relativity or maybe the gravitational dilation
Is this what the globe defines time?
With a frame of reference or without it
The time manages to swallow everyone within
With the flowing time, a person just squanders away
With drowning space, gravity just sedates and sway
The past haunts, the future awaits
The present arrives as it deliberately baits
Glide with it, being in the spotlight
Who knows where one could die!
What's the time do anyone knows!
It's not in the clock nor on any count on toes
A measurable sequence, an irreversible succession
The relativity concept or the innumerable connections.
By Barkha Poptani
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