Time

Time

A Poem by Rain
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And how does your time go, today ?

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I sit silently, watching the sand as it slips through the hour glass, each falling grain, a clanging lament of dreams yet reached..of bonds that have been broken, of memories faded.
I am beyond the ignorance of youth, yet short of the wisdom of age.
 Still, in the silence I hear the bell of time, a bell that chimes but once.
 
  It is a sound I have never heard before. It whispers a truth I cannot deny.
Time,
the great healer of wounds, the thief of our innocence, the first flower of spring, the last leaf of autumn.
 
You fool us when we are young. You whisper, " You will live forever."
You trick us into wasting our days, by shielding our ears from the chimes.
It is then, when the leaves begin to change their color, you shout..
"It is not a game! "
 
I damn you for your constant movement !
I damn you for fading the memories of my youth !
I damn you for the plans I saved for tomorrow !
I damn you for reminding me I am mortal !
 
No..I do not fear you, or your passing.
 
Oh, but alas..
I sit and watch the hour glass..

© 2008 Rain


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This is magical, Rain...a true poem to reflect on life's mysteries, TIME.
This line was excellent:
"I am beyond the ignorance of youth, yet short of the wisdom of age.".......I hear that ;)

I think many can relate to this......brilliant job, my friend :)

Posted 16 Years Ago


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This is wonderful and very relatable. Time does trick us in our youth, but i guess that's how it should be. Remember how wonderful it felt to think that you had all the time in the world? Oh, the mistakes, but what great times too!

You tell time off well here! I wish that when we got old enough to finally get it, we could get some instructions on how to use our time more wisely. Age only makes us able to hear the clock ticking, it doesn't show us how to beat the clock! If only.....

I love this piece. I enjoy your poetry alot.

sandra

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I can relate. Very good!

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Rain, you share a valuable truth here. Time is so very valuable and so easily wasted. In our youth we really DO tend to think we will live forever. It wasn't until I began edging my way towards fifty that I started to sit up and take notice. It was then I realized all of the time that had passed and that I needed to make every day count.
This is a classic write and I pray it is an eye opener to us all, that we are not to WASTE this precious commodity, called TIME on useless insignificant things, offense, bickering, and so on. The fact that we can each leave a legacy to this world, is something we should consider. How will the world remember me when I am gone? A beautifully penned piece from a beautiful person. You are a treasure, Rain. A TREASURE. (((Hugs))), Carole

Posted 16 Years Ago


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Oh, how often we sit and watch the time of our lives fly by us... I know what you are saying, and I can relate. It feels as if the inevitability of time and change is overwhelming... We've just got to learn to roll with the punches. Brilliant work. I really enjoyed it. I love the last seven lines. :) Love!

Posted 16 Years Ago


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Ray!!!!!!!!! this is fantastic!!!! I don't think i've ever seen this style from you before. keep writing!!!! it's fantastic!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

double message....good writing...very polished

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

As i always say live life like there is no tomorrow because there just might not be one. As always my friend your words speak wisdom and a message that needs to be heard by all. There is never enough time so do as much as you can now and stop worrying about tomorrow. Always such truth in your words. I just hope that people will listen and stop taking things for granted.


Great Job!!!!!

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Very cool. Thanks for the request. I have a facination with hourglasses. How do they know how much sand equals an hour? Or should I say "How did they know"? It is not hard to believe that modern technology can figure that sort of thing out but how do you figure it out on your own. I guess trial and error and then the weight of the sand would tell you. That is taking into account that the glass itself had exactly the same width of opening. If not then it would be trial and error every time.
Woh. I totally went off on a tangent there. Sorry. Nice piece!
Love All, Mejasha

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

This is beautiful and so true. Time passes us by and before we know it a day, a month, a year has come and gone. We do not fear it, but we sit here every day and watch it go by. Wish there was more to it, but alas I will join you and "sit and watch the hour glass".

Posted 16 Years Ago


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I do know how time passes that quick. It too is my enemy.
I damn you for your constant movement !
I damn you for fading the memories of my youth !
I damn you for the plans I saved for tomorrow !
I damn you for reminding me I am mortal !
All these lines are so Poignant... wonderful....

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.


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