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TIME

Contributed by krammy on Thursday, 2nd September 2004 @ 07:32:55 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry






TIME




There was a time when I could sing, a time when I could dance, a time when I could run.
There was a time when I could tell and see the future and all was going to be done.

But time is a tease and cruel, for is it better to have sing, and dance, and run than to never have taste of it at all ?
Well, time changes and the only warning given is clock in the corner of the hall.

Her beauty is endless but the end comes,
her gift is only gift you truly received but still it is taken.

The journey starts, the journey ends, and the only hope is,
what after time ? Is it more time? For hope is only resistance of time ,
it has no hold , and so we hope.


Mark A. Thompson.
Date this 21st January 2004.





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Re: TIME (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Friday, 3rd September 2004 @ 04:06:23 PM AEST
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Welcome to YPDC...(the best poetry site on the net) from a fellow West Indian....

I can actually relate to this--->
"There was a time when I could sing, a time when I could dance, a time when I could run.
There was a time when I could tell and see the future and all was going to be done."

Time is really cruel if it is not utilized wisely..

Good write. Thank you for sharing it...

Jenni..... From T & T.....


Re: TIME (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 3rd September 2004 @ 06:28:33 PM AEST
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When we are young, it seems time will never end. We are immortal it seems. As we age we know time is coming quickly for us and we realize we are not immortal. But, sometimes, time moves slowly to take us from here to whatever lies beyond. This moved me deeply. Thank you for sharing.

Rita




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