Time

poem by: Durlabh Singh
Written on May 14, 2016

TIME.

There is a time for production on earth
A time for volcanoes to bring forth
Heat and smoke and the soup of life
Ready to congeal for the creations 
A time to be born and a time to die
Without leaving footprints
In the sands of the time.

Perhaps it was a dusty hidden path
Only traversed by the spider’s feet.

Peopled planets and particles in fullness
Bones skeletoned and tusks turned aback 
Ready now for some mittened source
A cycle to complete, a way to destruct
Where destinies and constructions
Perhaps will mingle and meet.

Within mirror shifter of the shapes
Unison in polemics of the fate
Shouldered obstacles of winged creatures
Floating alone above the sunset landscape.


Durlabh  Singh.

 

Tags: metaphor, deep, imagery, rhyme, inspirational, metaphor, hope, wishful,

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Christopher Russon commented:
I like this poem.. I wrote a poem called time. Feel free to view my poem time

 

 

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