Time

Turning my pen 
on Exam Paper 
I had a moment
Running my head  far away

Days back

months away

and 

it has become a year

I sit in the same place

with a different attire

on my outer appearance

But

"wearing" the same soul

I had before a year

painted

and 

covered

by a mask

Inhumane mask

a devil mask

Past shrugged by my own mind

A moment

I left for my thoughts

Instead my hand on  Exam paper

But thoughts were buried and paralyzed

Deep Down....

I took my pen 

Yearning words to write

I wrote

                       "TIME"

within a fraction of a second

Things have changed

               "IMPORTANT"

 becomes 

           "UNIMPORTANT"

             "VALUABLE"

becomes

           "INVALUABLE"

             "WORDS"

becomes

              "WORDS"

 People laugh

I just became old,,,,,,,,