Time Poems | Examples of Time Poetry

All that I am I gave away For just to come and see The ever-dying summer day With sunlight through your tree You’ve gone, but on the record Your voice remains with me It takes about split second To change the time, to be Back in the endless days To see again your smile You’re talking through November haze I answer from July.. ...

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THE HOURGLASS I watch the grains of sand as they slowly sift through my grandfather’s vintage hourglass. Time doesn’t move slowly, though. Instead, it seems as if the hourglass has cracked open, and all the sand is quickly spilling out. I wonder if anyone else notices this phenomenon—how many days, minutes, and hours run through...

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we think we'll be young forever and then we're not ~...

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I work each day in peaceful chaos, A tireless race where I wear my fatigue like a badge of honour. Sleep? A stranger I rarely greet. I chase knowledge like tomorrow won’t let me try again— Straining past my limits, just to say “I’ve done my best.” I push beyond what’s humanly possible, Only to fall short of a dream...

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There are four seasons every year on earth. They are Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter. The season now is like boiling water. This season is mostly good for the plants. Well, experts say that plants need much sunlight. All living things need sunlight to live too. It’s so hot, but need to get used to it. Oh, the sun! The sun! The...

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A new season comes Gorgeous and wonderful plants Snowdrops and new trees...

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Somewhere, in a hush not bound by walls My other waits... Not the twin of flesh But the echo I left behind... When I chose to live, this time forward. And if I call... A silence answers. For then, when I better listen... It breathes my name From both ends of the sky....

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Checked by www.howmanysyllables.com>syllable_counter "Time is the wisest counsellor of all.” Pericles ************************************************************** Time Heals Heartbroken Souls ...

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finally summer arrived with all its charms and promises yet somehow i'm finding myself still waiting for your return appreciation growing mostly for my sacred peace within Submitted on July 17, 2025 for contest HALF PASTSUMMER, TWO MONTHS TILL FALL sponsored by ANDREA DIETRICH...

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Your cheeks are tending to the ground And I’m so slow today Look at the memory I’ve found Before it flies away The lifeline furrow on your palm Runs through the hills and dales Inside the storm it could be calm Despite the blowing gales My glasses gleam with gold and brown I have to go again I cannot see what time is now Could be...

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Time flies by in times of joy and drags in time of pain but time can be your friend when you are healing ...

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We sure had fun, without a doubt We shared a laugh or two Who couldn't find a harmony Who didn't know verse 2 I'll miss those times, they meant so much But like all times they flew Though most of all the time I'll miss Is time I spent with you...

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Time changes with life and life changes with time. October grows too old, Hobbling backwards With the burden of years, On the sinuous alcove of time, Tenebrous and feathery, Her hidden lamps blinking furiously At the silhouettes of wasted days. The wasted leaves of autumn Break forth and dance down With the weak speed of burnt confetti. The clocks go back several ticks, Schlepping on the tired...

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grief is a complicated feeling; it doesn’t always hold the loss of something. But in some cases, in my case, it’s the quiet ache of dread, the feeling that encapsulates quiet certainty of impending loss, something that means more to you than anything, that in the here and now, is still with you. Yes, you may...

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TIME IN A TEAPOT Remembering the mornings of sipping tip with my mother, who has long since passed... gentle morning breeze stirs the air whispers of steam rise in the morning hush teapot's whistle pierces the air teapot’s awakening call teapot’s spout forms a gentle stream teapot's warmth begins to flow teapot’s charm, a magic spell rising from teapot’s fragrant leaves scent of tea fills...

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