Spellbound Poem by Muhammad Azram

Spruced in time
Amid and surrounded
By net of moments

Shirking a moment
For a moment or covet
Fleeing from jaws of time

And marvel on the trend
Death of moment results
Death rendezvous with time
Take life into vastness

What will happen?
Will it be a pleasure or treasure?
When I will break a net of these moments
And flee myself from nets of time

Succession will surely
Take me out of the existence
Of reason and wobbly presence, and
Take me into vast lands of cosmic fortitude

And failure will honor me
The unchanged divine mortality
That relentlessly honors me philosophy
Of transformation to an undying eternity