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Timed

Contributed by tiggytom on Monday, 19th December 2005 @ 12:29:54 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



My oh my what is it all about
Another day passed an even darker cloud
In the flicker of ones eye
Time has flown so quickly by
Waiting for no man just trundling along its endless path

The end of time, is there such a thing
The start of time, when did this begin
Measurable in units created by us
Incorrect in its theory but plausible in cause

Envious of how time can progress
Faultless in direction, so much history on its chest
If time could speak what would it relay
How would it help us all to relate

Is time a friend of mine, or an enemy to us all
Time is blind, blind is time
Time is an entity which we can’t touch or feel
But we can see it, or so we believe

Is there really time, are we being deceived
It must be real for we need to sleep
For just one second let’s pretend
That there is no time, there is no line
The hours and seconds become entwined

Lets submise that we are being controlled, maintained
Ability to control the eco system at will of the sun
Playing the HARPP without any strings
Ugly in its sound without the wind
How many of us even know how the wind comes about?
How many of us can really say I know what it’s about?

An expert in your field of nothing, although to you, you think you’re something
Just please sit back, have a think to yourself
Am I really that important
Perhaps, just perhaps we should be doing something else..




Copyright © tiggytom ... [ 2005-12-19 12:29:54]
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Re: Timed (User Rating: 1 )
by Lin54 on Monday, 19th December 2005 @ 01:01:21 PM AEST
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You've done some thinking about this one--good poem. Trying to imagine a life without any time concept--that's why to God a blink of an eye can span past present and future all at once as there is no past, there is no present and no future. I get soooo boggled--it unfathonable!!!!

Thanks for you ideas on time!!!

Lin54


Re: Timed (User Rating: 1 )
by Eternal_Dreamer on Monday, 19th December 2005 @ 03:34:44 PM AEST
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Captivating and intriguing as always dearest Tom. A thought provoking piece of poetry that makes one sit back and really think.
Well done and keep penning my dear friend.
*hugs*
~sue~




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