The Tale of a Tomorrow Hourglass
Manna, Ankita
An hourglass doesn't 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.
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.
These poems reflect the con...