Time Poems | Examples of Time Poetry

As long as the wind still blows His words will still reecho In the dreams we forget when we wake In the thoughts that dip and surface. "Africa must unite We have the resources We have the manpower Only unity remains" These words will fly with the Monsoon Across the plains of South Sudan, Cameroon Climb the hills of DR Congo, walk the lonely deserts...

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I finally went dancing again This time my partner was a ghost from the past Their movements so fluid that it felt like I was on an island Their touch so cold I thought I would catch hypothermia Their face so distorted colors bent and contracted around them We twirled and waltzed throughout the night We both knew the steps One...

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Yesterday can't be fixed Tomorrow is unpredictable Take notation for today Live in every moment Avoid negative thoughts Follow your instinct Always do things with love Chance to make you happy Work hard for your goals An hourglass never lie....

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Life moves time along relentlessly Old-timers swept along resistantly ...

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All ‘red lines’ erased by the sands of time Cross them off one-by-one ...

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Dawn crosses itself through my latenight dreams The bruised fingers of the skies, me awakening. Where light was spotted before the start This gray uncoils from my fist, squeezed with my heart. Now the breakdown of once shut eyes strain Dawn is called true daybreak — With another outward far off shine She's only ghost according to clockwork time Morning on glass...

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If I could rewind I’d join the little kind And be a youngling again Playing in the rain With laughter larger than cares With superstitions and fears I’d do stuff that makes no sense Like finally kicking the ball over the fence And I’d be free of all responsibilities As I chase after nonsensities Because, for that fleeting window I wouldn’t have to be a widow...

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i swear june dew has a smell the smell of summer at my door the smell of freedom that first day school is out the smell of realizing i get to decide what to do with my days my weeks with my summer that taste of freedom permeates the air it’s come on suddenly and everything looks different june dew brings on a whole new world an...

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Glass reflects behind, Fading scenes of yesterday, Gone, yet still in view. ©bfa051725 ...

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Clock Humming Clocks hands moving slowly In no hurry With no worries Content and humming Clocks chiming Time wondering With no company Some people are the same Parallel reminiscing Color’s fading Time crawling No complaints Hearts content No burdens Take it easy Just out of curiosity Eyes are glazed In a haze Delirium sometimes Clock...

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Back in school, it seemed time was at a standstill. In hindsight, it seemed like a hell we needed to to go through and survive as best we could so as to earn our freedom. Back then, I wish someone had showed me a jar of marbles ~ one marble for every year of my life. Let's...

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Time Wasted ...

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thought winter would never end but here it is June with nature at its peak...

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The clock, a relentless heartbeat, ticks forward, each beat a thief, stealing moments, once vibrant, now fading hues in the attic of my mind. Sunlight through a dusty windowpane, illuminates a forgotten photograph. A younger me, laughing, unburdened by the weight of years unspooled. The scent of rain on dry earth, a phantom limb of a summer long gone, a melody hummed on a porch swing, a whisper in the rustling...

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Time has its back to me I've never ever seen its face So since it won't acknowledge me I won't give it the time of day...

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