Signs Poem by prabhakar bhatlekar

After quite long I returned here
and saw everything is changed.
Then wandered everywhere
stumbling on few old signs.
I must move onI thought
but what held me back
I could not understand!
Am prisoner of time and
can't move by my own wish.
Like a pawn time keeps me
shifting here to there.
Play of the time.
Am helpless but how is
this invisible bundle
on my shoulder?
Is it my own or someones?
Why these signs left unchanged?
I'm a stranger here..am I?
What was that moment when
I thought of coming here?
To meet remaining old signs?
Or just a wish of time?
Time..what's that?
A crazy chess-player?
Am I a pawn?
then what those old signs
kept unchanged?