Amidst the Haze

All over it surrounds me

There runs past something, yet I cease to see

Its silent paws seem right behind

Stalking me – A predator kind

 

Into numbers form that hound

Large ones but 12 bound

Three piercing swords circle free

Demanding defeat at every number, with MI = ml2/3

 

It’s all faded, nothing’s rightly still

“Jack and Jill went up the hill” – (Sorry)

Baffled I remain, Oh Alas,

Something’s happening, something f-1(time pass)

 

Swords round back now – that’s insane

Timely words all go in vain

I need more phrases to explain

Is it “Going back in time” or some kind of “Time gain”???

 

Terrified me – “I’ll kill that hound”

Oh-“Killing Time”- A wrong virtue found.

Was it over or is it still there

Illusions cloud up all the air…

 

Past, Present, now and then all seemed alike

I did slide with swift supersonic strike

Time goes wacky at such an instance

For speed of light changes even the tense

 

Things got flooded in just a moment

Startled, I woke up from what I dreamt

Bent over me was a face irate

Yelling out loud – “You’re deadly late”

 

Oh the Exam, Physics of course,

Overdose, cost me all those

The only hope now left with me

Was just the Theory of Relativity

 

-Written by Pritam A. Shetty 

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