The first hour,
with every word I heard clear as day
every minute of it
I felt, what a day of dismay!
My heart had pumped bigger and bigger
in the seconds, I felt
the running blood of anxiety
instilling fear and nervousness all over my body.
Refrained tears stay dry
as I look for a soothing solace close by.
Looks like I had found none?
Wait, it’s turned up!
The second hour,
with spoken words of guilt,
curiosity arises for the search of truth.
Well, eyes speak, they say?
Yet, uncertainty was the only outcome.
Nevertheless, waves of relief rush upon me
as I heal the air of regret with a laugh.
There was an enhancement to the happiness.
Indeed, there was.
The third hour,
entirely focused on filling the room
with echoes of loud voices along with loud laughter.
Puzzled looks around had performed a feat of contrast
which was indeed worth the hype we created.
As true as the signs of exchanged jokes and talks were,
vibes were destined to work.
If I were seeking a song of moments,
this was all it, my favourite song
at the spur of time passing by.
Yet, repeat mode had taken the major place
for the time being!
The fourth hour,
it was late, yet had to end somehow.
Adjourning was dear to most, unlike me.
Emptiness stirs all over again,
adopting a flash of past memories
that brutally hit me more than ever
as I watch the reasons of our joy
change on a cycle.
I am left with all confusion, unaware
why the small yet heavy pang
took over the entire day.
I stand, looking away, why.
Time had spoken just a word
as it smiled on my face.