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" BEAUTY " MY PHOTO, ©

May be an image of rose and nature

Oh Mighty Time V

Oh, mighty Time,

You, father of life and death,

Who 

To a voracious and emotionless beast, you are transformed

That, eventually, everything in its passage devours

Regardless of whether it is,

Strong or feeble

Good or bad

Pretty or ugly 

Young or old

For

Unfailingly, the commands of growth and decay

You, oh Time, have to eternally,

Uphold!









© Demetrios Trifiatis
    18 December 2021
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Tor Avatar
December 19, 2021 at 4:26 PM
So true Demetrios in heaven it all stops for we will be forever with our Lord. Good bye time...
Poet Avatar
December 18, 2021 at 7:52 AM
My friend Demetrios, this is an exquisite poem. The term never comes to a standstill, and infinity is sustained. We must make usage of the entire time we own.
Trifiatis Avatar
December 18, 2021 at 4:21 PM
What a meaningful comment, my friend, Lasaad. Thank you! Merry Christmas.
Sands Avatar
December 18, 2021 at 6:51 AM
Well written Demetrios. The eternity of time upheld , indeed :)
Trifiatis Avatar
December 18, 2021 at 4:20 PM
What a delightful visit, my dearest, Heidi. Thank you. Merry Christmas.
Daniel Avatar
December 18, 2021 at 5:36 AM
Time, that is evasive and fleeting, you have described it aptly, Demetrios:) and that is a captivating rose:)
Trifiatis Avatar
December 18, 2021 at 4:19 PM
Jo, my little sister, so nice to see you commenting. I appreciate it. Merry Christmas.
Pandit Avatar
December 18, 2021 at 5:31 AM
Power of time reigns over us. Well said my friend. Love that brilliant color on the rose!
Trifiatis Avatar
December 18, 2021 at 4:18 PM
Thank you very much, dearest Vijay for your lovely comment. Be blessed!
Cunningham Avatar
December 18, 2021 at 3:12 AM
The clock never stops ticking, we have to make the most of what time our creator gives us. Hope you're getting better by the day. Tom
Trifiatis Avatar
December 18, 2021 at 3:27 AM
True, my friend, Tom. Time is our best friend and our worst enemy. I friend because it makes us exist and enemy because it annihilates us! Thank you for your lovely comment. Blessings!
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