Time Betrays... Poem by Shreej k.c

I chose to jump over fire zone
crude enough to weigh pro and con
believed I could stand lone little burn
and as always my favourite friend,
Time does magic, he shall turn.

Goddammit! Time,
you are supposed to heal mildly
here you pass day by day idly
lousy to douse rather blaze the flame
dent limen, raise direness without shame.

Oh! this pain,
don't you see me, all burned and charred
once flawless, look how I am marred
will you not turn your wand
before I go ashes, to never-never-land.