The poem describes about how lonely "the time" has been right from the creation of the Earth .Today on 12th of December 2012 "the time" is very happy as everything is going to end ,so it can also die .It expresses how for every distress sorrow or bad luck human beings have criticised it .They are always afraid that it(the time) will slip out from their hand but "the time" had been very keen to be with them All these years it had been so lonely .In the third paragraph of the poem the conversation between the God and the Time has been described ."The time"  is remembering how last time the God had not let it die and had asked to watch the recreation of the earth
But this time on 12/12/12 it is very happy that it has finished the work it had been assigned to .It is ready to get burried under the deep earth and die Finally its journey has come to an end but at the end the Almighty again asks for its contribution

POEM
I "the time" nobody around
                 blissfuly look into the sky,
As if  today  i m going to fly
                    today the world will stagger
High towers on the ground
                    no trees no flowers
Neither i ll be found
                    no sun no moon
Neither day nor moon
                    no gold to glitter
No bird to twitter
                  no reason to smile
Uproarng cry for a while

I am the only one who will smile
                            others will ofcourse cry for a while
Then also they will blame me
                            i m responsible for where they be
They say i never wait for them
                           but their depth of sorrow only i fathom
They fear if I slip out from their hand
                           but I would have been happy if they made me stand
All these years i had been so alone
                            healing your wounds passing as a moron
Today my job will get over
                            I ll stop who did not do so ever

I remember last time almighty had different plans for me
                                I thought perhaps dreams are not made for me
 He said: "sorry for all the insane
                            but I promise I wont let u die in pain
U  cherish the recreation of the world
                           Sun will shine again and rain will cherish the earth"
There  i went rotating in pain
                             from morning to night and to morning again
Gold gliitered and birds again twitterd
                             I stood alone aprt from them
Wishing if I could be a part of them
                            God had sent me again
To teach the lesson
                             that solitude gave pain

But finallly I m happy that I can perish
                           whole cycle of life and death I cherished
Now I will fly and that too not in pain
                          my long wait will not go in vain
ALlmighty i finished the task assigned to
                         recreating the life and teaching solitude now I  m thru
I want to die burried deep under the earth
                         I will think i m being hugged by mother earth
I wont complain for being gnawed inside
                         I will feel being tickeld by my side
Finally my wait will come to an end
                         I ll get an everlasting hug and a naughty friend
As people say "wait for the correct time"
                          I have waited for me for mine
I widen my hand come hug me again
                         This solitude will not go in vain
Let me feal the last breath i ll have
                         This I ever wanted but I never had

But perhaps the God plays a better ganme
                         he says "u know whattever happens now and then "
"Share whatt u learnt again and again"
"I promise I wont let u die in pain"