Freeze It!

The earthly vehemence silently weeps..
Urging to quell the detachment..
They say..with Time it heals,
I whine.. If so placid and powerful, why not stand still?


Gravels of desolation dense
Defy the ripples of solace..
Get washed away with the drifts of Time!
Seize it! But Alas!


Injured by its own boundaries,
Time, so placid  and powerful, yet does not stand still..
Whimpers at  its timidity..
Just ticks away
And concedes to the uninvited Goodbyes!