Time Poem by Praveen Kumar in Celestial Glow

Whoever wherever we be
Inexorably chained to time;
However whatever we do,
We're duly logged in time.

It's shadow, ours, of existence,
It's blueprint we step on step;
It's our past, future, presence,
It's what binds all in Universe.

Time is slices of presence packed,
Where self creeps, past to future;
Time is blocks of existence built,
Self is the rust on time's surface.

Time is womb, time is tomb,
A road for self to glide ahead;
Time is desire; time, freewill,
A bait that lures world forward.

Time mangles soul to coloured self,
Splits bright light to spectral strains;
It disturbs balance, ruptures peace,
Triggers big bang, cosmic inflation.

Time is mother, time is father,
Time is guardian; time, destroyer;
Time is self, time is the character
That takes self to its destined end.

Time is the source of existence,
Time is the body of the existence;
Time is illusion; so all is illusion,
Yet that makes this life live to live.