What a sad version of time. Beautifully said:
" Time will not wrap itself back
into my pocket,
years lost will not be redesigned
to fit a new suit to custom
my tomorrows. "

but doesn't it in our memory, reinventing itself through the different version of the the same incidents?!

I love when poets deal with time in poetry. Poetry in my opinion provides the best angles to observe and understand temporality.
Very well written Rania

Your words once again can mean many things...we can't live in the past dear Nana...we can only preserve the good memories and sometimes we just have to accept the ones that were not so good...it's what makes us who we are after all :)