I watch as time moves on

i yearn to halt time untill corruption decays- yet it marches on. still,by the roadside watching the move,burdened down, with rot and decay. dirty stream flows on pure water hugs the edges as the proverb says.

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 3/3/2025 5:46:00 AM

Great contrasts and love “until correction decays.” Blessings, dear one

Yann Rolland

Date: 3/1/2025 4:51:00 PM

every day i try too, to halt time, to feel alive, great words

Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh
Date: 3/1/2025 8:46:00 PM

Thank you

Hilda Greenhough

Date: 2/26/2025 3:28:00 PM

Polluted streams are a condemnation of progress. You've written with great concern. I commend you.

Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh
Date: 2/27/2025 12:51:00 AM

Thank you.

Abdullah Alhemaidy

Date: 2/26/2025 12:04:00 PM

Very pithy poem!

Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh
Date: 2/27/2025 12:51:00 AM

Thank you.

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 2/26/2025 5:20:00 AM

Hello Akham, your poem is hauntingly beautiful! I love the contrast between decay and purity, especially with the dirty stream and pure water, is powerful. Your words capture the relentless march of time and nature's resilience. Excellent! Winter Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel

Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh
Date: 2/27/2025 12:51:00 AM

Thank you.

Ink Empress

Date: 2/25/2025 2:43:00 AM

Dear Akham N S, you are right its so sad seeing the contrast of life and all that around and i wish also to halt time until the ignorance and corruption and all the dark fades and light takes over but somethings just continue. You have a deep and kind eye and heart for all and that is evident through this write itself! Pleasure reading you today! Sending you light always

Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh
Date: 2/25/2025 6:37:00 PM

Thank you

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 2/25/2025 1:48:00 AM

- All over the world, rich and poor meet each other, and in some cases the encounter is so direct that only a fence or a street separates them - A powerful poem, Akham - hugs

Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh
Date: 2/25/2025 6:36:00 PM

Thank you.