The Tale Of A Tomorrow Hourglass: Told Through 25 Poems

<p>An hourglass doesnt tell the time. It is merely a witness silently watching the grains of sand tumbling away into a mirage they call an oasis. As they rush towards the other bulb and long for a place to settle down the hourglass turns upside down.</p><p>But the hourglass never controls the flow of time. Never plugging the flow of memories it merely watches on stuck in a quandary of half-full and half-empty wishes. </p><p>These poems reflect the constant search for a home. The indefinite futility of my search is what I have tried to capture either through people or places.</p><p>Just like the sands that never settle I continue my long journey for a hopeful tomorrow. Even if the hourglass turns I shall keep looking for my oasis - a place I can call home.</p>