There is a time to listen
There is a time to care
There is s time to share
There is a time for sorrow
There is a time for joy
There is a time to believe in oneself
There is a time for love ones near and far
Let you be their star
Time waits for no man, women or child
so cherish time and make it worthwhile.
Time waits for no man,
Including small amounts.
Must get a move on then,
Every second counts.
Take time to love yourself
Take time to know yourself
Take time to know your worth .
Take time to listen to your inner self
Take time to heal yourself of
Love lost and pain.
Take time to reflect on your life
The good the bad and stressful nights.
Take time to appreciate the company you are in
Be it friends or family.
Take time to be gratefull for what you have
Be it small or grand.
Life is precious and unpredictable
Take each day as it comes
Count your blessings every day
For there are other people in this world
Who are on different paths to you.
Take time to reflect on the world we live and how
We make ends meet.
Time waits for no man so they say use life wisely.
In this cycle of life
Many will find each other at the wrong time
Often lust rushes but love pushes through!
There is a depth of darkest in loving
The right person at the wrong time
The pain of an incorrect moment is a pathway to understanding
Love is not only found on the plate of certainty
Loving the right person at the wrong time is
A common error in the cycle of life!
Time waits for no man
We must not subdue the moment
Because counter-positional love brings
A new degree of understanding!
Untold fears and dried-up tears
Reveal an avenue of lost words because
The moment of seeing the right person
At the wrong time is a moment of torture
But it is a moment of love!
Hearts may beat, and blood may flow
But love cannot afford to be swayed by
Loving at the wrong time!
Time waits for no man
We must not subdue the moment
Because counter-positional love brings
A new degree of understanding!
Loving the right person at the wrong time is often necessary.
In this cycle of life
Many will find each other at the wrong time
Often lust rushes but love pushes through!
Mark Frank
Copyright 2022
Isn’t it strange time waits for no man…
Yet some find ways through Him to help
them take a stand.
Such as even in the busiest part of my day…
He comes to me and tells me the words
to write and gives me a message to relay.
To show that each minute that passes is as
important as another…
And with this God given time we are to love and care for each other.
That only through Him our time unfor-
tunately comes to an end you see…
His plan is not unimportant or insign-
ificant to you and me.
So, use your time brooding over your
past or make amends…
And you may find that time hasn’t done
away with all your friends.
Painfully perfect
There is a depth of darkest in loving
The right person at the wrong time!
The pain of an incorrect moment is a pathway for understanding
Love is not only found on the plate of certainty
Loving the right person at the wrong time is
A common error in the cycle of life!
Time waits for no man
We must not subdue the moment
Because counter-positional love brings
A new degree of understanding!
Untold fears and dried up tears
Reveal an avenue of lost words because
The moment of seeing the right person
At the wrong time is a moment of torture
But it is a moment of love!
Hearts may beat and blood may flow
But love cannot afford to be swayed by
Loving at the wrong time!
Time waits for no man
We must not subdue the moment
Because counter-positional love brings
A new degree of understanding!
Loving the Right Person at the Wrong Time is Painfully Perfect
Mark Frank
Copyright 2022
another fruitless day
alas, a buck unearned
uninvolved in the fray
nary a lesson learned
o time, where hast thou gone
where's the spring of my life
whence lovers embraced none
daily struggling in the strife
where, the hours in their haste
have transpired unbeknown
o, the chatter, what a waste
mindly doings of my own
seeking every worldly pleasure
as fleeting as they did turn
wasted o, that divine treasure
youth, begone, not to return
now as I become senile
my soul still youthful and bold
wishes it had seen the Nile,
the Seine, overseas lovers untold
an old man full of remorses
little wisdom, hardly lore
still battling the wild horses
fighter, warrior evermore
for when i stared at the roses
sadly saw with great dismay
how quickly life decomposes
how short is the month of may
then i failed to recognize
that time waits for no man
old age hasn't made me wise
perhaps. when i pass it can
‘Tis true, time waits for no man, but moves swiftly along
Age to eon, in big laps or small, time is never retrievable
Once gone it can never be recaptured, even in song
Moving inexorably forward into realms unbelievable.
written May 24, 2021
entered "Time" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Chantelle Anne Cooke
Chimera
Nothing lasts forever
People come and go like the wind.
The only thing that we are left with is the memories
While we may wish to turn back the clock
It is impossible to achieve
Time waits for no man.
It passes whether we want it to or not.
That is why we must never take anything for granted
In the blink of an eye, everything will be gone.
Date: 4/8/21
Sponsored by Donna Moody
It’s true that time waits for no man,
It certainly manages to elude me ...
One minute things look way off in the future,
The next they are out of reach in the past,
When you think that it’s passing slowly,
You’ll find, that it’s actually travelling fast.
Time waits for no man
A very true quotation
When you are young
Time has no limitations
Summer days seem endless
Time to stand and stare
Time did not matter
There was lots of it to spare
Spare time, what is that
I should like to know
I find life today so busy
Is it because I've become slow
My mind is never still
I want to shout out STOP!
I have much to do
Before I slowly DROP
It's not worth wondering
What should I have done
Would, should or could
To me is a conundrum
Opportunities not given
Some I could have had and lost
Too shy, not daring enough
All at a cost
A cost of what? The life I've had
Was given to me
Whether the gift was good or bad
Genes, circumstance, time and place
All come into this equation
I accepted this gift intact
There was no way of an erasion
Making the best of things
While I am here on Earth
Trusting that I will get my wings
That will provide FREEDOM and REBIRTH
Soon it will be twenty nineteen, I am no longer the teen that I was
I am old, aching and I feel that my life draws to an end, because
I can no longer achieve the things that I could do when I was young
Simple things like climbing the stairs leaves me in great pain
I wish I could relive the life of a young man again
Change things that caused me all the strain
To sit in the sun and shy the rain
Work less and once again
Rise the new year
A Phoenix
Alas I am what I am
Time waits for no man
Twenty nineteen will be one year more
To bring addition pain and ill health to my door
If I could of changed just one thing that made my body ache so
It would have been having the choice to make the right decisions
And say, No
POTD 20 Dec 2018
Like sand in an hour glass
Time moves so fast
A precious commodity
Not meant to last
Measured in hours
Minutes unfold
Time waits for no man
So I’ve been told
Facing my demons
Refusing to stagnate or rust
Releasing my fate to all that I trust
I observe my negativity
turn into dust
Kookaburras laugh and the Magpies flute
along to the strings of an imaginary lute
In wild abandon my Spirit I bare
the untamed wind blows my hair
My bright yellow dress matches the Sun
A New Phase has now begun
Footnote
There is a time for hellos and time for goodbyes and I feel this is my time now to do just that.
To all my poetic friends who have supported me on my poetic journey, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Keep writing your wonderful words, you have been an inspiration. I have made many good friendships here, ones that I will always value and appreciate.
Let me take this opportunity to wish all my fellow poets on PS
A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A BRIGHT AND WONDERFUL 2019
POTD 20 Dec 2018
Time waits for no man
Good news you're the driver of its van
Time is money
Good news you're the manager in its bank
Time flies
Good news you're the pilot
Time is precious
Good news you own its treasury
Procrastination is the thief of time
Good news you're an officer of the law
Do not put the watch around your waist
I mean don't waste your time, it's wrong.
Put it around your wrist,
Right where it belongs.
...Stranja
Soon it will be twenty nineteen, I am no longer the teen that I was
I am old, aching and I feel that my life draws to an end, because
I can no longer achieve the things that I could do when I was young
Simple things like climbing the stairs leaves me in great pain
I wish I could relive the life of a young man again
Change things that caused me all the strain
To sit in the sun and shy the rain
Work less and once again
Rise the new year
A Phoenix
Alas I am what I am
Time waits for no man
Twenty nineteen will be one year more
To bring addition pain and ill health to my door
If I could of changed just one thing that made my body ache so
It would have been having the choice to make the right decisions
And say, No
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