Time comes to munch the promise,
That long been recurring,
Like constant gush of unrequited love,
It is bothersome.

Now their warm breaths push dense
of unadulterated air giving way
to a new season,
that longs for reconciled tranquility.

They hit some nerves,
allowing some faces to blush
and giving back life to petrified hearts
which lost its soul last night
to some so called friends.

The easy chair and the favoured low seat
missed their treasured occupants,
Fourteen hours back this pedestal of comfort
was abandoned,
to some uncomfortable thrones
of scepter and crown.

Some moments in time often come
In twists and turns preventing some private
repose and general pleasure
Letting true living come to commencement
making them realize life has its perfect moments!