Lucilla Carrillo Poet Free verse

My Battle With Time

My Battle With Time

You came into my life - when my time is running short.
I got nothing to offer you, but what is left of my life.
My battle with time - I know I can not win.

No one can win the battle with time. Time always has the 
upper hand. How I wish that I could buy lots of time and
spend it all with you, but not even a millionaire has been 
able to buy a second more of time.

When your time is up - it's up. It is better late than never,
so I welcome any time that I can spend with you. I will just 
promise to love you for whatever time I have left.

I won't try to fight this battle - I know I can not win. When the 
clock starts going slow, I will know, my time is near. Something
will tell me it's over. I will just say - good bye my love. My time
is up and I must go... 

10/21/2013
Written by Lucilla M. Carrillo

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Gina Montalbo April 5, 2014 at 5:01 PM time is short no matter what but make what u can of it.... smiles and hugs.... Gina Lucilla Carrillo April 5, 2014 at 7:08 PM Thank you for reading this poem and also for the smiles and hugs... Lucilla

M. Shahid H. Chouhdry November 3, 2013 at 2:04 AM (Informally Reviewed) Well written.Enjoyed the whole plot and Scheme. A Beautiful piece of poetry, written magnificently and sublimely with flowing thoughts of inspiration and imagination.

Arthur Vaso October 27, 2013 at 6:02 PM This is truly a lovely poem, so much sadness to bear, with little time to spare.

Debbie Duncan October 25, 2013 at 9:39 PM Yes I think we all have thoughts about time, as it waits for no one , as I look thru my picture albums, I think I was only 15, 27, 38, 50, nice poem Lucilla ;} thank you for always leaving nice comments on my Seasons <3

Phyllis Babcock October 25, 2013 at 8:59 PM It is funny how my thoughts were in the same place today. Looking at pictures of my past made me realize how old I am getting. We do not get a minute more or a minute less and when our time is done it is done. Love the poem. love phyl

Michael Ainsley October 25, 2013 at 7:52 PM I do so relate to this poem Lucilla! One wave of time after another runs through my being,leaving little ripples here and there upon my face.I try to smile a lot so people won't be taken back by my resting face.The real stuff of life is inside of course but that Takes time . Still whatever is left is better spent loving than woring. How ever short the time fill it with quaity moments, days , years. Always my best wishes to you;Michael

Poet Tacito October 24, 2013 at 9:30 AM A lot of painful truths here. But, we either do good with the time we have or don't. Either way, time wins. Nice work!

Ravi Sathasivam October 24, 2013 at 8:32 AM Yes, time has always the upper hand. Excellent. Well penned. Enjoyed. Tfs

Jack Ellison October 24, 2013 at 6:43 AM Many can relate to your words my dear Lucilla! A beautifully written poem... hugs, Jack xoxox

Christopher Michaels October 24, 2013 at 5:40 AM Well Written Poem!!!!!

Joseph Matose October 23, 2013 at 7:54 AM LUCILLA, REALITY OF THIS POEM IS CATCHY. WHAT A WELL THOUGHT OUT SUBJECT. THANKS FOR SHARING, I ADMIRE YOUR WORK. FRIEND, JM

Ken Carroll October 23, 2013 at 5:53 AM Hola Lucilla, Captivating write about our finite time on earth...Well done! Respecto, Ken

Sara Kendrick October 23, 2013 at 5:23 AM A touch of saddness..When we are young time is on our side..If we make a mistake there is a chance that we can get it right another time around but when we get old time is not on our side for the end is nearer than the day before and there might not be enough time to get it right..Enjoyed reading your very thoughtful work..Thanks for the visit to my page..Still feeling ill..Sara

Andrea Dietrich October 22, 2013 at 8:29 AM I really like this, Lucilla. It's a great approach to a TIME old subject!!! All you can do is accept it.

Demetrios Trifiatis October 22, 2013 at 5:54 AM Time is our best friend and our worst enemy, if we accept it less we would suffer! Enjoy the time left by writing marvelous pieces of poetry like this one!

Christopher Michaels October 22, 2013 at 2:54 AM I can personal relate to this poem. Time is attention Time is connecting One Person with another. Time is Something that builds Together its call “Connecting” to build upon. You can not form a relationship by being distance. A Friendly Reminder “ Rome Was Not build over Night” You have to plant a seed and let grow it’s call Time process and Growth. Learn how to adapt

Russell Sivey October 21, 2013 at 10:28 PM We must surrender to father time and allow ourselves to live within its unforgiving grasp through the inevitable presence! You must make the best of the time that is allotted you, you will leave the realm of time eventually, just don't dwell on when that will come! As long as you have the Lord with you and in your heart you will do just fine! That's how I've lived and I have done wonderfully, sure there are hard times, but overall it been awesome, Great Work!!

Richard D Seal October 21, 2013 at 7:56 PM An old friend of mine used to call time, The Enemy', he shout over to me, 'Hows the Enemy' lol, it is unforgiving, unbending, and the ultimately the boss, We must make the best of what he gives us Lucy. Your writes are always a joy to read. Take care, Richard

Donna Jones October 21, 2013 at 7:48 PM Lucilla .. very heart touching write...can feel the emotion....huuuggg...

Liam Mcdaid October 21, 2013 at 6:39 PM extremely beautifully penned piece

Cherl Dunn October 21, 2013 at 6:39 PM So sad but I can understand this write so well it's done with sweet understandins emotion, thank you for your sharing it with me, it's very beautifully done. also thank you for your comments on my recent poems. cheri

Eileen Manassian October 21, 2013 at 11:55 AM Sweetie......a very very strong piece. Very sad.....very true....very loving....I am sending you hugs.....beautiful woman you!

Anne-Lise Andresen October 21, 2013 at 11:35 AM - "Do not wait until tomorrow" is a poem I wrote to my mother after she died. - For many years she thought about death and "forgot" to live .... that is so sad to think about. - The poem is written 01.10.2012 - Page 4 - read it if you have time. :)))) // Anne-Lise :) Anne-Lise Andresen October 21, 2013 at 3:51 PM - Yes, I know you've read it before ..... wanted you to read it again .... ))) - It fit your poem today :)))

Anne-Lise Andresen October 21, 2013 at 11:27 AM - No one can buy time, you're right. - But do not spend time waiting for the time to come to an end, the time comes when it comes. - A touching and deeply   poem dear Lucilla. - BE HAPPY!! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Bl Devnath October 21, 2013 at 11:03 AM No one can buy time and no one can fight against it. Beautiful philosophy, my dear friend. Loved always, bl