Time Carpe Diem Poems | Examples
These Time Carpe Diem poems are examples of Carpe Diem poems about Time. These are the best examples of Carpe Diem Time poems written by international poets.
Cherish & Love
Swift breezes wisping by
the exotic and wildflowers are fading, the leaves changing hue
share your kind warmth with another soul while the time is opportune
God's graced love for sharing
another of the reasons he created people loving just like you and I too.
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Carpe diem ! Enjoy your present moment.
Stay dynamic to feel life in every limb
Listen to the sweet tweets of birds at dawn.
Sense the beauty and fragrance of blossoms.
Soothing breeze is blowing ! Seize the day.
Look at shivering of shy leaves on touch of wind.
Reminiscing thrill of your first soft kiss.
Romance in love to ripple in your heart.
Honour your today, as gift of your life
Tomorrow you may think on tomorrow.
What will , will be : Future not to see.
Life is short ! Every moment to utilise.
Not to lose a day, time is precious,
flowing for ever , not to rewind.
Life does not run as continuous function
but a collection of discrete chapters.
To seize the day he sees the day
As the elusive moment that it is
Wandering aimlessly from the herd
Beguiled by a drifting scent of more
Muscling his way into the lead
Leaving a mindless wake behind
Believing lost moments will follow
The shadow of his passing presence
Unaware that he is the moment
And time life’s metronomic warning
Accepting death not for the first time
It has been for several decades
The soul never spends a life fully
Every time it ends cynically
Once it happened due to starvation
The sinless soul obeyed destiny
Became a prey for fusion power
When it took shelter in a soldier
The six enemies trigger the mind
The counter factors of mental peace
Unheard slaughter by unseen virus
Can man flee from nature's aggression?
Every time a new impediment
Race, region, economy, ego
Vicious and sharp clutches of man-made
Is there an end for this agony?
Place: 3 rd
“Live each one with joy-
Life's gift, a brand new day.”
__by Poet
There comes a time in life when every day
becomes a prize as each rolls by.
We know the waiting sunset is in view;
with dark, cold night around the bend.
Embrace each day as if it were the best.
Help shape it, not to be the last.
Try filling it with heartfelt forms of love-
caressing blessings as they come.
Recall those years of giving, we still share-
be large or small, that makes them smile,
along with love and kindness, they give too
that paves the purpose of our paths.
Safeguard those snapshots in fond memories
with what still sparkles every day,
then tuck away all things that cause deep pain.
Let's live our joy in happy days.
Tomorrow is a rumor, far off, distant.
Yesterday is a dream you'd rather forget.
Be here, right now, with nothing to be missed.
The clock ticks; it's tocks won't wait, so inhabit it.
Be there inside the neck of the hourglass,
to feel the sand grains slide through your fingers.
Not as a bystander, watching time fade away,
but as a soul willing to stand in the rain,
feeling each unrepeatable plink gather
into rivulets of contemplation,
streaming to glisten as tears down your face.
"How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives." ~ Anne Dillard
What shall I do with this moment -
only a moment - not even a day to seize.
I don't have anyone's expectations
or anything that's happened before,
whether I wish it hadn't happened,
or I wish desperately to cling to it.
I don't have anything that will be,
whether something I dread or something wonderful,
just this place and time, this body, this mind.
I only have this precious moment,
and this moment is all I need.
What shall I do with this moment?
Plunge boldly into the thick of life, and seize it where you will, it is always interesting. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
The alarm screams, but I let it fade,
pressing palms to warm sleep-swollen cheeks.
Outside, a crow cracks the dawn in two~
I want to taste its blackberry beak.
Coffee steam writes promises on air,
each sip erasing yesterday’s debt.
My socks mispaired; the universe winks.
The freeway hum stitches the sunset.
Dandelions breach the concrete,
their gold teeth gnawing at parking lots.
I pick up a pebble, smooth as time,
letting it weigh down my what-ifs and nots.
The moon arrives early, drunk on light,
slurring silver across my doorstep.
I step right through tomorrow’s thin skin.
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it did not wait
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it did not come
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right on time
like thuh
dawn
The older we get, the more time is a wild river
with nothing standing in its way ~
One solution for slowing time down is to
live it up during your whole birthday month ~
At our age, it's not wise to cram too much celebrating
in just one day ~ we need to pace ourselves
AP: 3rd place 2025, Honorable Mention 2025
time is a lane on the freeway
keep your eye on the destination
do not get distracted from your ambition
the only frivolities worthwhile are relationships
and even then ~ choose wisely
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
choose your thoughts well
they are the brick and mortar of your reality
making you the architect of your life
AP: 3rd place 2025
Submitted on May 27, 2025 for contest YOUR CHOICE P sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - Honorable Mention
enjoy every minute ~
AP: 1st place 2025
My days before were fulfilled daily,
No less and no more, well-balanced,
Blessed chapters and verses were faithful,
Cardinally, orderly--precedes and succeeds,
Until carpe diem claimed Mom's heart,
A reasonable necessity,
Her pain and suffering was addressed,
Age was hers and time was ours,
My son's carpe diem came,
Unexpected, caught off-balanced,
Did my best with my guard down,
I received my carpe diem long after,
Carpe diem was mine,
Yet I was no longer myself,
Realized a changed presence in me,
My heart was much heavier than before.