A. Jayaprakash Jayaprakash Panicker - It ticks out

The tick of it is enough
For us to think of it, though,
Who does it or gives it a thought?
Can God ever be conniving?
Does good reason govern the dull?
What is it here in this great sphere
that does not do us a good or two?

Reasoning the obvious is hard
While the most invisible gets pursued
And at times we all succeed
But nowhere are we near or around.
It is all in us ticking like a clock
That fells our time in tickles.
We hardly notice that it is our fate
“We are but those grave freezes
That two beats coyly accommodate”.

We simply relate our time with fate
And go missing between two beats
Somewhere in our own landscapes.
God is no more, and his entity has no form
It is all the fruitless pursuit of the invisible.

Look at your wall clock, simply reckon
What you see is the best of your icon
And what you hear is no more a tick
But it is an opportunity knocking
so audibly, and it tells us “it’s time”.

It’s time. Time is it.
It has been ticking down
Ever since it was born.
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A. Jayaprakash Jayaprakash Panicker

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