a breathless soul
flying opposite direction
to the wind of time
a dehydrated leaf of me
blown with an irrational hope
that it would reach her feet
weary and crushed
the hope of hundreds of thousand
is traveling a useless time machine
reliving second hand minutes
retrieved from left over periods of time
borrowed from incoherent chronometers
the hope never died
the dehydrated leaf of me
never lodged for a single second
kept on flying even shattered
annihilated the flow of time
albeit never reached the destination
Oct 10,2009
Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/timeless-me/
