Time. Poems - Poems about Time.

For what charge is this you lay at my feet? For what misdemeanour or untruth did I afore commit? Did I steal, did I lie and some innocence fall in my stead? Did I indeed do much worse and is someone known to me now stone dead? There is nothing between the daylight and the dark. No grey space...

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If brevity is the soul of wit levity the key to longevity be the humour in it and tho' we may be one link in the chain but a blink in the big picture the grand scheme of time here today and gone tomorrow on the brink I like to think (whenever I can) as the world's revolving I am a wink in the never-ending ever-unfolding evolving of...

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Perpetual moments the key to existence Memory your biggest foe Blocking the path to future promise Lapsing forgetfulness grows Time an illusion a crutch for the weak To hobble and stumble in constant retreat This instant recurring when chosen at will Where Poets and Prophets — forever instill (Villanova University: July, 2025) ...

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I don’t have to remind you. Yesterday is behind you. Temporary is the time these bodies will hold the spirit inside you. Whether you are a millionaire or broke and in debt. Life has a beginning middle and end. It’s those three points that we try to make our friend. Since our timer starts when...

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I can admit I give far too many chances than I should I always manage to overlook the bad and see the good The one thing about me is there’s always a time limit for you I eventually grow tired of things Don’t take my love as a weakness because it’s one of the things I love about myself...

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The corn has ripened. With it is the wizened laughter of a Mirthless age, showing ashy teeth Of dappled cowries. A flavescence so bantered by the courage Of wilting bloom! Sadly, sea waves truss the feet of Burning skies, loosening the tongues of beaches, Which, with ague, recline on cold, cringing currents. Old cats mourn the fall of strafed pillars Burrowing through silt-buried kennels re-grassed...

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Sunbreaks pierce the clouds of gray, Genuine happiness finds its way, After shadows stretched like endless night, Light spills in, and my heart takes flight. For so long, joy was a distant hum, Lost in sorrow's weight, in darkness numb, But now a warmth begins to seep, Through cracks in walls where pain did creep. Smiles feel foreign, yet welcoming like they belong, Like...

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Looking deeper than mind and senses five, instruments provided for earth life use, in stillness, eye of the soul let’s revive, since ego cravings lead to self-abuse. Following scent of love, bliss beat’s our muse, we get to a knowing no one can teach, as illusion of space-time we so breach. Discarding every conditioned belief, jettisoning fear, renouncing desire, we so give our soul...

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They always have said become one with your self Be your own happiness instead of needing someone else Don't allow anyone to be your strength or your lifeline Be content with yourself by having good me time When you think about it those statements are true and less stressful Less drama and misunderstandings which are painful No need to...

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You start to look through another pair of glasses If you lacked any experience, life has offered you classes You learn from your past failures and successes You've become wiser while your heart has grown restless What entertained you before, now irritates you somehow Things that made you laugh, you shake your head at now You now see the pitiful...

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Let's not 'do' Paris anymore it has become a painted blemish, yes, I know it's for lovers, but so is Nashville and it breaks your heart just as quickly. London has got tired, the old and the new are quarrelling under the same umbrella. Sweethearts are at odds, the lonely walk through the garish nights slowly fading away from their own sight. Let's watch an old movie, a movie...

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Keeping memories close pushing people away I live in the safety of what’s held at bay Trading the future retreading the past Living nostalgic for what cannot last Each invitation each corner unturned Calls to me distant calls to me spurned But I keep on running retracing old steps As voices still follow in search — of me yet (Dreamsleep: July, 2025) ...

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A bouquet of fresh air never fades. In an intimate setting. The ocean is veiled in secrecy. Murmuration's breathtaking patterns. Starlings moving as one entity. The ego is a third party. Your secret admirer. Harmony without effort in nature, dreaming up a vast green pasture. This is no ordinary slumber. Sweet, rose-colored winds of change, The ocean is an incompatible weather vane. Dread and dream...

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It's with something as heavy as death or light as silence Time going on leaving us behind ignoring our presence Unless you give your voice no one knows your alive In a world where no one cares you'll be left deprived People will miss you but how would know if don't connect Not connecting is like resting...

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Between the death and birth there is absolutely an unknown period of time; But for the time, you have a little value, just like a dime; And if you are a real ding-dong, you are likely to think that it will last long; However, look and see how fast your days goes by, that’s why today is a good time...

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