Best Timebeautiful Poems
As early dawns sunlight, of golden glass....
Now drips from the ambient forest of green
Showers of light reflected, from across the pond
Gazing amid the cabins threshold; these love laced thoughts
A nightingale lingering; singing atop the windows ledge
Faraway whispers, from the preludings winds of time....
Ushering these images, beyond the corridores of ones soul
Still waters resurgent; resplendent, upon the silverish blue
Alluvions resillence, painted in criterion before my eyes
Lavishly renewed colours, brushed gently this heart of mine....
Fireflies and butterflies, floating through the turquoise sky
Melodies atop this brilliant canvas', carousels of life ~
But, as the pendulums gravities of truth sway inside my mind
I find myself within a fortitude of ponder; fortified
By the realization that not all is fairytales and or, ice cream rides....
Pestilence of plights befalling millions and who's wrong or right?
Thus in the referendum of self, one must choose and decide
The ways of justice, balanced upon the scales of conscious
Betwixt the pabulums dividing lines of love and hate?
And a poet writes....
Peering across the pond unto the other side
Beautiful faces beautiful eyes, beautiful hearts and beautiful lives
Red Robins sing and White Swans they fly ~
Embracing them all; this knowing; these treasures inside!?
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The forest green....
When I sit back and think
I realise it all doesn't have
meaning
The money we work so hard for
The children we strive so hard
to bring up
The friends we try so hard to
keep up with
Oh! How short life is
Not enough time to make
friends
Not enough time to have fun
Knowing at the back of your
mind
That it could end anytime
So beautiful and peaceful
Yet dangerous and evil
Is it a beautiful or ugly life?
We might just sit back
And wish our dreams true
Attainable aspirations
All our visons and goals
achieved
We would wish, dream and
aspire
But there's not enough time as..
Life is short!
Time, what is it really.
How can we truly measure it.
A minute, could be a moment with you.
An hour, could be a lifetime missed.
The lines of time we weave are unreliable
Unattainable
UNFORGIVING.
One wrong step
And there is a wrinkle in that line
Forever
You can’t fix it
You can’t forget it
It will always be there
STARRING
At you
Yet a beautiful teeny tiny moment
The happiest you can remember
It will always be there too
Like a river streaming through you mind
Tinkling its joy to you
For always and never disappearing
But in a single second your time
Your wrinkled and beautiful line
Could
Be
G
O
N
E
What then?
What waits after?
Is there any SURE answer…
Or
ARE
You
Just
Nothing…
Maybe you will float in time
Expended there forever
Not moving
Yet not still
Life in itself is still very unanswered
And so is death
So all we have is an
UNKNOWN
Amount of flowing time
To pass it all by
What is done with this precious
TIME
Are decisions just made
By people like me and you
Wrong
And
RIGHT
But those are questions too
What is right?
And
What is wrong.
A single action
Could define a life
Make it
Or
Break it
It truly all is
TIMES decision…