TIME

As grains of time trickle by,
Every moment that gives birth to yet another,
Only to thrust into overwhelming darkness.
As every moment shifts to another,
Every emotion turns into loathsome grief,
And every thought riveting,
Discovers the ship of memory,
And every soul with joyous effort,
Winds up with grief eternally awakened.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Time is our wealth.
"Only to thrust into overwhelming darkness.
As every moment shifts to another,
Every emotion turns into loathsome grief, "
Time allowed us to know more places, emotions and mind-shift. I liked the poem. Made the reader ponder and think about time and life. Thank you Shweta for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Shweta Sunil]

True..Thanks,Coyote :)

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Shweta.

[Hope514x]

This is great something short seeet and elegantly displaying sorrow and grief we feel when we are alone

[Shweta Sunil]

Thankyou :")