Time-Stream Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Time-stream in my body
Fleshy and bonny.
I am on the waves
See me, my dear dainty.

East and west
Both are best
In this time-stream
That I swim.

I thought I am free
But no
It is wrong to think so
I have missed somewhere
My wedding ring.

My arms are strong You know
And You assured me
To take away from here
Though as yet
You are nowhere to found.

I as a ghost in sorrow
For the things that I
Want to do not yet started
In water-wraith ascend
I am at my end.