Time. Poems - Poems about Time.

Have I truly moved away, or am I just becoming a shadow in time, like a ghost forgetting it was once flesh and blood, my laughter is louder now, but only in places where your echo doesn't reach, I say I'm fine, as if wielding a language of illusions and other worlds. I've closed the paths to you, yet...

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In a sea of time, seeking happiness like a mirage dancing on the horizon, people confess their desire like a secret, like a confession in the night, and in their words hides a trembling of the soul, a shadow of bitterness, because happiness becomes a project, a fragile construction of dreams, an endless quest, like a journey to a...

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I no longer walk barefoot through this garden of forgotten time, where the grass, once the silk of summer, now scratches my soles with memories, here, in this enchanted soil, bloomed a flower that stole my soul, an earthbound spell transformed into petals that sang to the touch. Perhaps someone, a faceless traveler, came and stole it away, leaving only...

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On this gangrenous planet, where the sky bears the scars of time gone by, we should refrain from weaving plans from threads of illusions and hopes, yet we continue to craft them with an optimism that pulses deep within our veins, like a reflex of the dying seeking light in the final darkness of the day. We cling to...

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Forbidden Ground Wandering beyond the limitation of death Trespassing through the back gate of forever Maundering alone in a virgin wilderness Witnessing the future destruction — of time (Dreamsleep: May, 2025) Bookends Enough to be absent he fumbled the words His mind ever vacant new truancies heard Those spaces beyond him those spaces behind Bookends of fruition — unspoken defined (Dreamsleep: May, 2025) Sognefjord Waiting A mile past tomorrow a glacier lies at rest New...

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May 30 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Esther 4-6 Key Verse – Esther 4:14 …Who knoweth whether thou art come to the kingdom for such a time as this? FAITH IN GOD WHO KNOWS BEST WITH HIS TIME God knows best with His time for our winning delight… So great is He in leading...

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After all these years it's my belief based on experience time is a thief all wounds it heals they say but in truth it took my looks purloined my zeal and stole my youth no matter the cost come what may I'm at a loss what can I expect today a past that won't last or linger longer any more and with or without me life goes on as before when at...

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The days drift softly, like leaves on a stream, Fading whispers in a fleeting dream. Sunrise paints the sky in hues of gold, As time’s gentle hand unfolds stories untold. Morning glimmers with promise anew, Afternoon blooms in colors true, Evening whispers in violet hue, Marking the world’s eternal view. Mountains stand in silent grace, Forests dance in nature’s embrace, Oceans sing with endless grace, A...

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It's time you know it's here you never saw it coming never saw it go; still, it exists, counted, marked now then later, always and never slipped away fast and...

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Still a child at heart tho' older are some other parts and only for a lark back to my childhood here I hark I remember a rhyme in the far reaches of my mind hickory dickory dock the mice ran up the clock the clock struck one the mouse fell down luckily the plucky other ducked shucked and jived escaped survived got out alive and ran away to live another...

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synapses continued their neuronal junction long after the seed’s path had been planted the miracle proceeded in mind and mindfulness as the journey became her labour of love prismatic eyes shone once again in a mirror polychromatic and full of compassion and trust ...

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Tethered to this time anchored in this place My roots lie deep beneath the ground ~ transport me anyplace ...

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M-onths A-nd Y-ears P-ast A-re N-ow G-one, A-s N-othing I-s B-rought A-gain N-aturally ©bfa052125 Monocrostic (Birthday of May Panganiban)...

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one thread unravels quietly from the cuff ...

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stepping I skid to my lips I sip on my boat I skip from my arms I drip I dive through I zip my hands grasp I slip bucket with leak won't fill my story doesn't hold water truth that's weak leaks out. water like time, slips, slides away, can't be held makes its way through cracks. with drips and drops it wears away a stone. wily water has a will of its own its goes where...

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