Time moves ever so slow
Like a dying waterfall
What may feel like a lifetime
Will someday pass into nothing at all
It’s ticking, counting down
A relentless beat in the night
And as the days slip away
We accept nothing is set in stone, and we must take life as it comes
Though the time lost may never come back
It’s still worth living in the precious moments we have
We can’t turn back the hands of fate
But we can still make the best of the life we create
So never wish away the days
For time is a thing that can’t be escaped
It will move and change, but at least we know
It’s only a matter of time.
Tag: life
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Matter of time
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Below the mountains high
Below the mountains high,
A river meanders by,
Through the rocks and trees,
The water flows and seeps.
It shimmers in the sun,
Winding, passing one,
Bringing life and joy,
To the birds and the boy.
It carries a song,
Melodious and long,
Through the valleys and hills,
Its secrets it spills.
The river so peaceful,
Coursing through the west,
Providing a haven,
For life to rest.
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Common sense
Common sense it free,
Not handed out it be,
But yet so rare and few,
To have and hold is true,
It is here and there,
It can be given with a stare,
It shows up in the mildest chatter,
In our own lives is no matter,
Oftentimes ignored,
But with it our world can be explored,
Common sense it does bring,
And cannot be taken with a sting.
We can learn so much,
And with it keep in touch,
It can guide,
Us all inside,
So wise and oh so wise,
Using common sense is no surprise,
A simple truth we must understand,
Common sense does have a hand.
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Morning’s Gentle Embrace
As the dawn breaks, a soft light appears,
Painting the sky with hues of hope and fears.
Pink and orange, a tapestry weaves,
In the gentle embrace of morning’s leaves.
The world, a stage, awakens to the show,
A new day dawns, a chance to grow.
The birds, the choir, their morning song sing,
In the arms of morning, all the world seems to cling.
The clouds, the dancers, in the sky’s vast hall,
Weave their way through the morning’s gentle pall.
Shapes and shadows, a fleeting delight,
In the morning’s gentle embrace, take flight.
The horizon, a ribbon, stretches wide and far,
A canvas splattered with colors that dare.
As hopeful skies usher in a new day’s birth,
We’re reminded of life’s beauty, our hearts filled with mirth.
So let us greet this day with open arms,
Hope and dreams, our hearts’ true charms.
For in the morning’s gentle embrace, we find,
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Morning Marathons and the Race of Life
Morning breaks, the sea’s calm, the waves have settled,
No more boiling over, the kettle’s unbent.
Life’s trials and tribulations, a never-ending trial,
Judge and jury, they’ve taken your smile.
Miles of road, a journey through tribulations,
Dark thoughts arise, heavy with ideations.
Depression, a beast with a pitchfork and horns,
Genetic affliction, a burden from birth’s morn.
Scarlet letters, unseen by the world’s eyes,
Branded on the mind, a silent Greek fraternity’s cries.
Stepping on joy, a dance to a somber beat,
But perseverance wins, not defeat.
Fairy tales, a grand deception, a story they sell,
Life’s daily grind, a living hell.
But the final bell hasn’t rung, the marathon’s still on,
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Echoes of Approval
Approbation, pure delight
Rest easy my soul tonight
It brings me joy, gives me hope
For all, it surely will copeIt’s a gift of strength and peace
A steadying balm, my nerves to appease
It blesses me in ways great and small
My spirit of praise can’t help but enthrallThis gentle elixir of life
Gives me strength for daily strife
For I am able to approach tasks with tenacity
Thanks to this precious approbation’s decree.
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Navigating the Labyrinth of Life
In twisted tangles of an imbroglio,
A web of woes that doth entwine,
With knots of confusion, heart and soul do go,
And reason flies, like wind in leaves divine.
In this labyrinth of thoughts so intricate,
Where truth is lost, as in a maze profound,
The mind doth struggle to find its state,
As passions rage, like waves around.
But hope doth shine, like stars above,
A guiding light, to those who love,
For in the midst of all this strife,
Lies peace, if one but chooses life.
So let us not be daunted by the fight,
Nor lose our way in darkest night,
For in the end, we shall emerge from sight,
To see the beauty of the light.
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This is nice
This is nice, a gentle stroll,
A promise of joy,
The sun on my face,
And a breeze on my skin
A chance to feel free and fly,
The world so alive,
The sound of nature in my ear,
A melody thats divine
The beauty of life so grand,
Eyes opened wide,
A heart full of warmth,
And hope inside
This is nice, our journey here,
A lifetime of bliss,
The journey of joy,
And memories to reminisce.
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Tapestry of Life
Needle and thread at my fingertips, I weave the tapestry of my life. Scars, witnesses to my resilience, Bruises, reminders of my healing, Heart, stronger but bleeding, Life, calming but clouded with pain, Ocean, stormy but destined for tranquility.
The future, a canvas waiting to be painted, Though my plans may not adhere to my design. Sometimes I yearn to flee, But life’s grip is firm, demanding patience.
So I wait, darkness my companion, Four walls my sanctuary. Until we meet again, I leave you my whispering poems, Thoughts to ponder and reflect upon.
I am a poet, my soul a fertile ground, Where poetry blooms like wildflowers unbound.
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Impromptu poem
In the lacuna between silence’s hush
And the sighs that exhale my angst, my rush,
I lie awake, my mind a restless sea,
A tempest of thought, unbridled and free.
The abyss of silence, vast and deep,
Where echoes of dreams and memories sleep,
Is pierced by the sighs that rise from my chest,
A lament for the lost, a plea for the blessed.
In this liminal space, between two worlds,
Where the veil of reality softly unfurls,
I find myself suspended, adrift in time,
A witness to the sublime and the sublime.
O, space between silence and sighs,
You hold the secrets of the night skies,
The mysteries of the cosmos and the soul,
The tapestry of life, where all things unfold.
In your embrace, I find solace and dread,
A paradox of being, both alive and dead.
For in this liminal space, I am reborn,
A Phoenix rising from the ashes of dawn.
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Why is it so?
Why is it so?
That things must change,
That nothing stays the same?
Why is it so?
That love can fade,
And hearts can break in pain?
Why is it so?
That good things end,
And bad things begin?
Why is it so?
That we must die,
And leave this world behind?
I don’t know why,
But I know this much:
Life is precious,
And it’s meant to be lived.
So make the most of it,
And don’t waste a moment,
For you never know,
When it might be your last.
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Solstice
Oh, solstice, time of turning,
When light and dark convene,
A cosmic dance of balance,
A sacred pause unseen.In summer’s radiant splendor,
The sun ascends its throne,
A fiery ball of brilliance,
That warms us to the bone.At winter’s darkest vigil,
When night’s embrace is deep,
A glimmer of rebirth awakes,
As shadows gently creep.Solstice, sacred threshold,
Where worlds collide and blend,
A timeless mystery unfolds,
A story yet unpenned.Let us gather on this day,
To celebrate the light,
To honor darkness too,
And all that lies between.For in the dance of opposites,
We find our perfect place,
A cosmic tapestry of life,
Where time and space embrace.Solstice, time of turning,
When light and dark convene,
A sacred pause for wonder,
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The Hi-Fi of Life
The hi-fi of life is not the sound
Of music blasting through the air.
It’s not the latest album or the band
That’s making all the charts this year.
The hi-fi of life is found in small things,
The moments that we often miss.
A smile from a stranger, a warm embrace,
A kind word spoken in good measure.
It’s the feeling of being loved and cared for,
The sense of belonging and being part.
It’s the joy of giving and receiving,
The simple pleasures that make life worth living.
So don’t search for the hi-fi of life in far-off places.
It’s right here, all around you.
Open your eyes and your heart,
And you’ll see it all around.
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Life is life
Life is life, and what is more
Than life? A little song
Of joy or sorrow, more
Or less, a little day
Of sun or shade, of play
Or work, of love or hate,
Of laughter or of tears,
A little space between
The cradle and the grave.
Life is life, and what is less
Than life? A little dream
Of beauty, or of bliss,
A little hope, a gleam
Of sunshine on a cloud,
A little starlight thrown
Across the shadows deep,
A little joy unknown,
A little grief unwept.
Life is life, and what is best
Than life? A little love
That fills the heart above
With joy, and makes it move
With strength and purity,
And makes it live and be
A little light of God
In the great darkness here.
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Like river’s flow
Like river’s flow, my life doth go,
Ever onward, ever changing,
From the source where it began,
To the sea where all things end.
Sometimes it flows calm and clear,
Sometimes it runs swift and wild,
But always it flows on,
Never stopping, never still.
I do not know where it will end,
But I know that it will flow on,
Until it reaches the sea,
And then it will be gone.
But even though it is gone,
It will leave its mark behind,
In the form of all the things
That it has touched and changed.
So let me not fear the flow of life,
But let me embrace it,
And let me enjoy the journey,
No matter where it may lead.
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G20 Summit in India
A historic moment for the nation
To host the leaders of the world
And shape the agenda for the year
With vision, wisdom, and resolve
Vasudhaiva Kutumbakam is the theme
One Earth, One Family, One Future
A message of harmony and peace
And a call for action and nurture
LiFE is the mantra for the summit
Lifestyle for Environment
A pledge to make sustainable choices
And a commitment to transcend
The challenges of our times are many
From pandemic to climate change
But together we can find solutions
And unleash our collective range
The G20 summit in India
Is an opportunity to shine
And showcase our culture and values
And seek the sublime
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Life is a Boiled Vegetable
Life is a boiled vegetable,
Not always tasty, not always good.
Sometimes it’s mushy, sometimes it’s hard,
But it’s always there, no matter what.
Like a carrot, life can be sweet,
But it can also be bitter.
Like a potato, life can be plain,
But it can also be full of nutrients.
Like a green bean, life can be long and winding,
But it can also be short and sweet.
Like a broccoli, life can be healthy,
But it can also be a bit too much.
But no matter what kind of vegetable life is,
It’s still life.
And it’s still worth living.
So enjoy the ride,
And savor every bite.
Because life is a boiled vegetable,
And it’s only as good as you make it.
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Vacant Land
The land lies empty, waiting
For what it will become,
A home, a business, a park,
Or perhaps just nothing at all.
The grass grows wild and free,
Untamed by human hands,
The trees stand tall and proud,
Untouched by progress.
The wind blows through the leaves,
Singing a song of hope,
The sun shines down on the earth,
Blessing it with its warmth.
The vacant land waits patiently,
Knowing that its time will come,
When it will be filled with life,
And make a difference in the world.business, change, development, Difference, empty land, future, growth, home, hope, impact, life, nature, park, poem, poems, Poetry, Potential, transformation, vacant land, waiting
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The Heart’s Desire
I long to hold you close,
To feel your heart beating against mine,
To breathe in your scent,
And taste your lips.I long to gaze into your eyes,
To see the love that I know is there,
To tell you how I feel,
And to hear you say the same.I long to spend the rest of my life with you,
To love you and cherish you,
To be your best friend,
And your lover.You are my everything,
My dream come true,
The love of my life.I will love you forever.
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My spirits lifted
My spirits lifted, my heart feels light,
The clouds have parted, the sun shines bright.
The world is a better place today,
For I have found a friend in you, a way.To lift me up when I am down,
To make me laugh when I am frown.
To share my joys and share my pain,
To be there for me through thick and thin.You are a true friend, a rare gem,
I am so grateful to have you in my life.
You make me feel loved and cherished,
And I will always be here for you, my friend.Thank you for lifting my spirits,
I am so glad that we are friends.
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Freedom
Freedom is the wind in my hair,
The sun on my face,
The sound of the waves crashing on the shore.Freedom is the right to choose my own path,
To live my life the way I want to,
To be who I am, without fear of judgment.Freedom is the ability to speak my mind,
To express myself without censorship,
To be heard and understood.Freedom is the power to make my own decisions,
To take risks and fail,
To learn and grow.Freedom is the most precious gift of all,
And I will never take it for granted.I will fight for freedom,
For myself and for others,
Until it is a reality for everyone.I will not rest until all people are free,
To live their lives in peace and harmony.Freedom is not free,
It is a right that must be fought for,
But it is a fight that is worth fighting.So let us all stand together,
And fight for freedom,
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Life sucks and then life fucks
Life sucks, with sorrow and strife,
And we struggle to survive.
But then life fucks, with fortune and fame,
And we bask in its brilliant flame.
Laughter and love, luck and lust,
Life’s fickleness can be unjust.
Yet we persevere, with passion and pride,
Through the highs and lows of life’s wild ride.
Lingering losses and lessons learned,
Life’s bittersweet blessings are earned.
So let’s live fully, and never give up,
For life sucks and then life fucks.
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Fate’s Fury
I share my poison, serpentine and venomous
Heart’s rhythm changes, radioactive iridium
Scorpion rides to war, battling fate’s fury
Power trapped beneath skin, acidic evidence
Disguise disappears, clouds clear, no heaven in sight
Martyred, longing for love, yearning to beat the drumFantasizing of a home, fate’s tricks, misery’s sound
Together or alone, suffering is all that’s found
Midnight calls, gravity shakes, crumbling, maybe
One more bowl to numb, letting go seems so crazyPain sworn to fight, contortion in chest, finding a way
Crippled heart seeks peace, life’s light at end of the day
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The Surgeon’s Oath
With scalpel sharp and steady hand,
The surgeon makes the first incision grand.
With cautery, they stop the bleed,
And with sutures, they close the feed.
They check for signs of infection,
And monitor for any rejection.
They prescribe analgesics for pain,
And watch for symptoms that may remain.
The surgeon’s oath to do no harm,
Is taken seriously with every charm.
For in their hands, lies a life to save,
And they strive to do it with utmost brave.
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Heart Speaks to Mind
Heart and mind, two different parts,
One feels emotions, the other imparts.
Heart speaks of love, joy, and pain,
Mind tries to rationalize and explain.Sometimes they clash, causing a strife,
But mostly they work together in life.
Dil ki baat dimag se kar lete hai,
Heart speaks first, mind takes it all in stride.
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My Life Isn’t Hell
I wake up each day with a smile,
I know that my life isn’t a trial.
I have friends and family who care,
And I’m grateful for what I share.I may not have everything I want,
But I have enough to make me content.
I’m healthy and strong, and I’m alive,
And that’s all that matters to me, alive.So if you’re feeling down today,
Just remember that your life isn’t hell.
There’s always hope for a better tomorrow,
So keep your head up and keep on going.
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The Elixir of Life
A wondrous liquid, so they say,
That can grant eternal youth,
It is said to be found in a faraway land,
And guarded by a fearsome beast.But some say it is a myth,
A tale told to fool the young,
That there is no such thing as an elixir,
And that death is our only fate.But I believe,
That somewhere out there,
The elixir of life does exist,
And I will find it,
No matter what it takes.
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One Patch of Land
One piece of land, vast and grand, Stretches as far as the eye can stand, Beneath the sun so bright and hot, Teeming with life, like a boiling pot.
The grassy plains and mountains high, A patchwork quilt against the blue sky, A place of beauty, fierce and free, A world to explore, for you and me.
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Scared of Life’s Shadows
Scared of life’s shadows, I shiver and shake,
Swept in a sea of sorrows, I silently suffocate,
Soul sinking in sadness, I seek a saving grace,
Struggling to survive, stuck in a scary space.
Anxiety and anguish, always on my mind,
Alone and afraid, no solace can I find,
A prisoner of my thoughts, paralyzed by fear,
Fighting for freedom, but the end is never near.
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Dreaming of Death
Death’s door, dark and daunting
Dreadful dreams, daunting desires
Dancing demons, daunting dangers
Drowning deep, dreadful darkness
Eerie echoes, endless emptiness
Endless expanse, eerie emptiness
Eternal end, endless emptiness
Enveloping emptiness, eternal end
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Life’s Literature
Lives are like literature,
Long and lustrous, light and littered,
Laden with lessons, love, and laughter,
Lived through learning, loss, and thereafter.
Lines of longing, love, and lore,
Lay the foundation of life’s literature.
Leaving legacies that last forevermore,
Life’s literature is a treasure to procure.
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I Wish You Could Stay
I wish you could stay, just a little while longer,
For your presence makes my heart grow stronger.
Your smile, your laugh, your gentle touch,
All of it means so very much.
The time we spend together is never enough,
I long for more, it’s true, it’s tough.
But life goes on and we must part,
Leaving memories etched in my heart.
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Embrace the Day
Smile, laugh, even cry today,
Embrace the moments, come what may.
Life is fleeting, time won’t wait,
Cherish each second before it’s too late.
Find joy in the little things,
The sound of birds, the flutter of wings.
Take a walk, feel the sun on your face,
Let nature’s beauty fill this space.
Laugh with friends, let your heart sing,
Let happiness be your offering.
And if tears fall down your cheek,
Let them flow, don’t feel weak.
For every emotion has its place,
In this journey we call the human race.
So smile, laugh, even cry today,
Embrace the day in every way.
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Accede
A king, a crown, a castle grand,
All these things I once did demand.
But now I see, with new found grace,
That all I need is just a place
To rest my head, and call my own.I’ve learned that power is fleeting,
And wealth is nothing more than meeting
The needs of those around me.
I’ve learned that true happiness
Comes from helping others, not from possessing.So I accede, to this new life,
A life of service, and of strife.
But I do so with a smile,
Knowing that I’ve found my true calling.
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You
I used to be so fun, they say,
But now I’m just a bore.
I used to laugh and dance all day,
But now I’m feeling poor.
What happened to the joy I had?
Where did my spirit go?
I used to be so wild and mad,
But now I’m feeling low.
Perhaps it’s just a passing phase,
A momentary lull.
I’ll find my way back to those days
When life was full of hull.
Until then, I’ll sit and wait,
And try to find my spark.
I used to be so fun, they say,
And soon I’ll make my mark.Dance, day, feeling low, feeling poor, fun, joy, laugh, life, mark, momentary lull, passing phase, poem, poems, Poetry, spark, spirit, wild
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