Memorable

One day, in a brilliant turn of events

 ‘Memorable’ came into existence

It was perhaps the most usual of instances

Yet distinct in the light of probable fortunes

There ceased to be a time for it

In the discordant mundane ticking of clocks and repetitive chimes

Yet it was held at the helm of compassion,

That could seldom be derived in space-time

Continuum in its league

Memorable!

Indefinitely conspicuous

Coerced by the vicious rut of ease over belonging

Chanced upon as the victim of Time

Trespassers would have never noticed,

None did definitely pry

Over the submerged exuberance of having found what most never live to see,

Nurtured and cared for like a juvenile, no less but in the arms of Time

The one that continues to falls short,

Even at a length of beseeching rhymes

Until they swivel towards ballads of lamentation

Even then in agony and despair

It ceases to be

Memorable

One of joyous rendering

Like crystals of downpour in light from the Sky,

And the mischief of the crescent by the night

It plays like Fire, far from demise

Careless as a Child

Mellow as a Muse

Conflicted, constricted by Space

Yet dwelling over Time

Always present in the act of the inevitable, Change

Yet never one to pause

Even in the event of placid confines

And harsh realm

For what belongs, stays

Irrespective of all,

Memorable.