Ticking Tick-Tock Never Minds

Time moves on and on

I am sitting alone on a single rock still

Watching the ebbs and flows;

The ocean is infused with deep aquamarine -

Tempting to walk in from far

From near, the ocean is cold and dark -

Terrifying me to run away

Roaring romantic melodies soothe heart and mind, 

At times, however,

Howling horrific grunges:

Give tremors to heart and thought;

I am listening alone to them - still

With closed eyes visualizing

Immortality dancing inside the mortality.
Motionless, seasonless and reasonless,
With mere inexplicable passion,
I got stuck in the same place, time and action,
Wondering why am I blindfolded to tangible reality,
Trying to decipher the oblivion,
Groping the paradoxical abstracts for grip.
However, time keeps on moving...