Short Philosophytime Poems
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The ties of time and tide bestride
the man who leads a life confined
by clock and compass.
He who treasures earthly pleasures
worldly-wide has a better measure of his soul
than time or tide could e'er provide.
The ties of time and tide bestride
the man who is confined
by clock and compass.
He who treasures earthly pleasures
worldly-wide has a better measure of his soul
than time or tide could e'er provide.
Measuring our time each year,
ever-present background fear.
longing for the end to come,
attaching meaning to the sum.
nearer to us our fate draws,
creeping time to natures laws.
how we search for end of time,
older, older, it's sublime.
lingering in youth of old,
years are passing, time unfolds
Time swiftly passes by,
There are no seconds to spare,
As there is no time left,
Let us make the best of it here.
Time comes and time goes,
Time blows out the window,
It moves to fast, slow down and realize,
Realize it cannot be closed.
Time will never stop,
But as time flows,
We shall stick together,
And together suffer these blows.
Form:
The relay revolves each day,
each generation has its say,
courage,with wisdom decides
to step aside as its guide;
Kin to kin,father to son,
revolution continues on,
a baton from hand to hand,
constant flows,the timer's sand;
A time o relax,sit back
other navigate the tack,
with time to enjoy,reflect,
nothing ever is perfect.
Continuity lives within
Each creative act we begin.
side glances mock
the youth,
their moments
of relenting-
sinuously fulfilling,
as if the time
was their own,
and not perpetual.
ideas making cycles-
actions and reactions,
captured by neurons,
and called original.
concisely,
unable to grasp
The Laws of Wisdom,
only time can teach-
imperative,
the elder thinks,
as arthritic bones savor the sun,
skin blisters raw, and pains to touch.
What is Time
But existence clocked
Hands and face
Always watched.
Dictates our sleep
Our working lives
Who dies
Who thrives.
The dial of life
Rules us all
Some bored
Some have a ball.
Minutes and hours tick away
Here today, gone yesterday
Time is a gift, we only borrow
Time will determine who is here tomorrow.
The fortunate, their time joyfully spent
The worst of us, will time repent
Either or can't undermine
The power of Father Time.