Fleeting Moments

Fleeting Moments

A Poem by Dezaraye

Moments flutter by on butterfly's wings,
Unevenly flittering through the air.
Here, and then gone again,
Leaving an impression of beauty,
Leaving a unique mark,
And forever changing life.

 

Time is fleeting,
Slipping through the cracks.
Sand in an hourglass.
There's always too much,
But never enough.
It's precious,
It's taken for granted.

 

Time is constant,
But each moment is unique.
It is steady, always beating,
But changes in an instant.
Growing, evolving, never freezing
Time is all we really have.

© 2008 Dezaraye


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The moment we realize time is all we have but have wasted so much of it in the past or living in the past and not for the now and possible future is at times for some a moment of greif and sadness. You captured this almost panic state as you find yourself wanting to do more with the time you have. That is all any of us can do, is do he best we can with the time that is allotted to us.

Really enjoyed this piece I could not help but to start reading it in the beginning at a normal pace and found myself reading it faster towards the end as if the tempo had picked up in my head.

Wonderfully Done!!!!

Posted 17 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.




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You have penned many truths within this poem. Excellent message to convey...Hugz...Jillian

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Moments fluttering by on butterfly wings. I love it! How true--time is so precious. We must make the most of it. As you said, it is always changing. The hour glass is a wonderful piece of imagery to see time flitting away...This poem has such free-flowing ease. Thanks for sharing. :)

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


I enjoyed this a great deal. But it is the last line that really resonates with me...this fleeting, ephemeral, wretched finite condition is all that we have. So we really ought to make a go of it.

A thought-provoking piece that is simply but effectively executed.

P.S: Thanks for the review. James.



Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

"Time is all we really have." You got that right... Very well done.

Posted 17 Years Ago


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Dezaraye..
Beautiful. Time is all things, healer of wounds, thief of innocence, and as you describe so well..all we have.
I loved this piece. Rain

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Beautiful poem! I love how this is written! A really great piece! Thanks for sharing! Charley

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

fleeting moments and making memories ... well done!

Posted 17 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.

Dezaraye, this poem is absolutely beautiful! It seems contradictory to the things most of us think and feel. What I mean is, we often feel like we never have any time. Like time is always escaping us. But you say, "Time is all we really have." and you know, you are completely correct. Gorgeous work! :P

Posted 17 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

very nicely written...lots of good details are expressed here... good job on this!

Posted 17 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Bless you for writing such a sweet and priceless poem. You truly are gifted and you seem to write with such ease and always with elegance. This is another beautiful poem!

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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