Time’s calligraphy etched across the skin
After brushing off the inherited innocence
Is time playing a game with the mind?
A ploy to hasten life across indecisive streets
Perceived to be a two-way journey
Cryptic decorations narrate a contrary story
Often busy to read the subtle hints
Without caring to open the subliminal repository
Significant things become trivial
Outgrowing and wanting to feel the liberation
What a hoax! Persistent deception to ensnare
Bold definitions of freedom are paradoxical
Experiments with the physical
Leaning on crutches of numerous relationships
Past becomes a burden
Living the present in disguised integrity
Hearken the echoes of yesteryear stories
Fast life and indiscreet decisions are fate
Cemented with the foundation of life
A false structure built over the original one
Strewn all over the traces of Machiavellian ideas
Facade of trickery won’t last for long
Time forces itself deeper with indelible fate
Creases cannot hold the secrets for long
Exposed misdemeanors become reality
Persistent headache to explain the present
Future tensed with an entangled narrative
Once seduced by the devil does not satiate
Hunger pangs and physical yearnings
Nothing beyond instant gratification
Trust becomes an abusive utterance
Across the skin are written truth of life
Tricksters are tricked often by others
Voluntary decision to mangle simple ways
Nothing hidden from penmanship of Time©
