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The Hourglass of Time

Wave upon wave of melancholic feelings of foreboding barely seventeen and the world was closing in She would never get the chance to watch her body aging because of a genetic aberration that was inherited by next of kin. While the hourglass of time sifted gently through her fingers, every fiber of her body beseeched and urged, for one more day; As the chamber of life emptied her soul became readied * Then like a dandelion to the lips she blew the seeds away, scattering all her hopes throughout the living air It was a sad dispersal f a young girl's passions, and truth be told she found this to be, quite unfair.

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Victor Buhagiar

Date: 7/9/2023 10:30:00 PM

Though sad, your poetry excels. So many details, and such great emotions. To die young is such a heartache. I loved the metaphoric use of the dandelion. Life is not fair at that age but we must pray: Thy will be done. Hugs xx

Mystic Rose Rose
Date: 7/10/2023 3:39:00 AM

No it isn't fair when a child dies without having had a chance to live, but who are we to choose the date of birth and death, only God knows the reason, and we can never comprehend, the movings of the spirit.

Joe Dimino

Date: 7/9/2023 2:00:00 AM

Very beautiful though in a melancholy way. Life makes no sense without the concept of reincarnation. It is Karma of the world (our personal and shared circumstance) -- the early Christians, including Christ did believe in it (prophets returning), understood its full implication and impact. As I see it, anyway. Blessings my friend.

Mystic Rose Rose
Date: 7/10/2023 3:39:00 AM

I agree with you, I have recalled 3 of my incarnations in one lifetime, that alone is the best gift a girl can ever have, the first time I recalled one I was twelve years of age, and it scared me, the other two I was ,more prepared, love xo

Arthur Vaso

Date: 7/8/2023 8:43:00 PM

Very very beautiful!

Mystic Rose Rose
Date: 7/10/2023 3:38:00 AM

Thank you for commenting Arthur, much appreciated

Kim Merryman

Date: 7/8/2023 7:46:00 PM

A poignant write, Vie. Blessings, Kim M

Mystic Rose Rose
Date: 7/10/2023 3:38:00 AM

Thank you for reading Kim, delighted to see you on my page.

Terrell Martin

Date: 7/8/2023 7:06:00 PM

What a very sad poem Rose. I can't help but wonder if this was about someone you actually knew or merely a reflection of another real-life person. (There's no need for you to answer that rhetorical question. I assume it could be far too painful). Nevertheless, I enjoyed reading. Hugs, Terrell

Mystic Rose Rose
Date: 7/10/2023 3:37:00 AM

it is a fictional based on reality someone I once knew, thanks for reading.