How precious’s Love, at d’ end

Once upon a time

there existed an island,

somewhere in d’ vast sea

a deserted shard of land,

almost unknown,

with no ratification

There lived all feelings

gaiety, grief, wisdom

also trust, love, disgust, anger,

along with fear and frustration

one day over and over again

it got announced,

to stay alert, take care

d’ lovely land would sink

Assemble rafts,

keep ready to leave

waste no single moment,

it’ll vanish with a wink

Boats were made,

belongings packed, loaded

one after d’ other,

all started departing,

could afford, no waste of time

Except for Love,

d’ only guy left

it wanted to hold out

till last possible moment

Island had almost sunk,

now decided to seek help

for itself

In a grand boat,

Richness was just passing by

can u take me with you?”

an humble request made

Richness couldn’t ignore,

“No, I can’t, was the reply

No place for you,

My boat’s overloaded

packed with heaps of gold, platinum,

entire space occupied,

that’s the reason

Love thought to ask Vanity,

going in a gorgeous vessel.

"help me please!, will u?

facing hassles, I’m in trouble"

Its just not possible,

"look at your wet attires,

do you have sense?

you’ll soil my craft,

damage its clean ambience"

Sadness passed close by,

Love enquired, “can I come with u”,

“Oh . . . Love, my dear guy”

I’m so sad,

but I need to be by myself!”

life must go ahead,

with peace and tranquillity

can’t accommodate you,

sorry, saying with all sincerity

Happiness steadily moving ahead,

in its decorated raft

submerged in her own world,

glee gushing out fast,

couldn’t pay attention to

love’s alarming words

no response, no reply

as though,

brushed aside, moved forward

A rescuing voice heard,

reverberated out of the blue

and an unexpected hand,

stretched in her direction

in fraction of a second

gave ample relief, solace

she felt blessed, overjoyed

forgot to express gratitude

to d’ elderly rescuer,

neither asked

where they’re moving ahead

They arrived at some dry land,

d’ elder departed,

went his own way.

realized, she owed a lot to d’ elder,

for him she wished to pray

Love asked wisdom,

“who was d’ guy, why helped me?”

wisdom answered with a smile

“you didn’t recognize,

“it was Time, d’ precious gem”

“Time?, how strange!”.

“Time only could understand,

how valuable’s Love, at d’ end”