Time Machine

In the midst of my sweet childhood days

I came across a gorgeous machine.

It was known by different names

But I called it my time machine.

A big roar, heard in the beginning

When I watchfully switched it to life.

I was in the middle of a battle

Fought around a century ago.

People, people running all around

Fighting without a reason I know.

Roars of victory and screams in fear

I failed to grasp their different tongue.

Back of horses, on the elephants

They fought a battle unlike to me.

Scenes of horror and bloodshed I saw

Closing my eyes I pressed the button.

Quiet different scenes I opened

In a beautiful well-furnished room

Witnessing an intense private scene

The meaning I couldn't comprehend.

  

It was surely in someone’s bedroom

Possibly a newly wedded one

Doing in light, should be in the dark

I changed the scene pressing the button.

Different images flashes in front

Again fallen to a battle field

Alien I was and alien it is

People around and the way they fight.

It was in a different planet

Rounding around a bright little star.

They are different and their weapons

Even the light different from us.

Then I decided to check the options

Of this marvelous magic machine.

It can crop centuries to an hour

And can extend an hour to a year.

It takes you to places in a blink

Even to somewhere outside the earth

To the new cities, towns or villages

And the deepest forest or the sea.

 While I was admiring the machine

A clear loud rumble came from my back.

Not from the machine sitting in front

It was from the real world where I live.

‘Switch of the TV, go to your room

To complete the homework, remaining’

My father is strict and to be obeyed

But I will come back, dear time machine!