Jombo Sandra Poet ABC

How Time Flies

How far tomorrow seems in our eyes, 
How fast  it lands in our  hands. 
How hard we take the issues of life, 
How easy they seem thereafter. 
We get to sleep over our dream, 
Not waking up for work when it ought. 
We play truancy on hardwork, 
Thinking we have all the time in the world. 
So tell me,  HOW OFTEN DOES NEXT TIME COMES? 

We ignore important things, 
Lacking the sense to delay gratification, 
Wanting material satisfaction, 
Starving vision, gallivanting, living a life without mission. 

So someday,  we can no longer make plans, 
With white hairs sneaking out of our caps, 
Then we regret not planning  at the right time, 
Because we knew, but ignored HOW TIME FLIES.

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Beata Agustin November 30, 2024 at 9:46 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

James Edward Lee Sr. August 9, 2017 at 7:23 PM True, True thanks for sharing your gift, your craft blessings and writings --James

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart August 1, 2017 at 5:41 PM Sharp pen! :)