In a time ship to my world of fantasy,

I’m travelling to my past, my world of ecstasy.

To look with happy thoughts and sit with a smile,

To dream with closed eyes with memories for a while.

Relentless metronome, music to my ears,

Giving me happiness that dispels all fears.

Eloquent keeper of life’s time, my heart beat,

You give the rhythm on this Uneven Street.

You are my keeper, my memorable tune,

You give me a mission as I walk that dune.

You are my metronome as you keep my time,

The Creator’s timekeeper a priceless dime.

My endless heartbeat pulsating in pure love,

The gift of reality sent from above.

My feelings are limitless and filled with bliss,

May I be life’s truth as time’s passion I kiss.

In my unique spaceship I’m so far away,

Living in happiness with brightness of day.

Memories of my good times keep flooding back,

Bringing pure laughter to keep me on the track.

Time and eternity will unite as one,

The Creator’s tribute when my life’s day is done.

My actions their judgement shall receive,

My unfinished tasks gather needed reprieve.

For we are mortals walking through life each day,

Making memories as we walk time away.

Each action we create is a great dance sublime,

With life’s metronome keeping rhythm and time.

For when you enter this world with the anthem of love,

You shall leave this abode feeling the same as above.

Then everything that happens from birth of life till wreath,

Can be looked at, coped with and accordingly dealt with.

For we are all part of life’s great metronome,

We are but inmates of the Creator’s home.

We are natural dancers dancing life’s dance,

Dancing to scripts that’s memorised at a glance.

We will one day be that infinite time beat,

Leaving behind memories on Uneven Street.

Each memory’s an experienced gateway,

To remind our future heirs lives of today.

May my fantasies my cherished respite be,

As I walk through future’s untold mystery.

May I be a blessing to everyone I love,

I’m an instrument chiselled by the one up above.

I keep my beat with my metronome of life,

My greatest of companion through pain and strife.

May I do justice to my rhythmic time,

To create memories infinitely sublime.

By Anisha Achankunju