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


11 of 11 people found this review constructive.




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It's actually the fault of the young... they are getting older and taking us with them. LOL Honestly, this was well done. Fine write... good built... passionate climax... then resolution. Well done.

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

No..I do not fear you, or your passing. Oh, but alas..I sit and watch the hour glass..

Exactly!! I often feel I'm short on time. No time to call, no time to visit, no time to do all that I've neglected to do to better myself. And I always ask myself, if I were to die tonight, did I at least take the time to show those around me that I love them- Did I take the time? I believe I have and that makes my time well spent.

Tears came to my eyes thinking of your situation. God Bless you, Rain and thanks very much for reminding me to appreciate and do my best with the time that I have.

A Favorite!!!!

Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.

Seems we all damn that hour glass,time passes in a heart beat when we are happy and crawls when we wish
to be somewhere else...........losing my daddy yesterday brings home to me how short time really is......and how
wasteful of time we can be.............but time stops for no one.
Wonderful thought provoking piece.

Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.

It seems with each piece I read, I become fanatic with reading more.

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Well rounded and wrote my friend. Very touching in thoughts and such. You penned this well.

Love and Thoughts,

Dostani

Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.

Don't flip that hourglass over anymore, Rain! Remember that time is man-made. Your poem is nicely constructed and brings to the reader the pros and cons of time. Time can be a robber as you point of very well. Your writing style brings about such emotions and reminds us to make the most of every moment.

Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.

like your stories it is emotional and magicaL MIX OF reality and dreams.i damn you for your constant movement...beautiful.

Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.

Time - the never ending demise we all face.
Excellent piece on time and it's meaning in our life.
Well done!!

Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.

"Time waits for no one"

My mother used to tell me to do the best I could and remember that 'life is short". I didnt' listen to her-I hung out with my friends and didn't really make any plans for my life and lived day to day. Now, winter is coming on and I copy and paste my past into cyber communities to reflect on my actions, if I am struck with Alzheimers.

Maybe I will be remembered one day by someone-today, few I know in the flesh think of me.

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Watching time trickling can have a dual effect sometimes it seems to creep when it hangs heavily and sometimes it just slips away and can't be clasped.Very evocative.

Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.


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