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⌚ TIME... goes on and on... ⌚

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This is my entry for a contest by WP_Poetry, the theme being March is Timely - a single poem on subject of  Time.

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~1~

What exactly is time, what does it mean,

And how do we determine its span?

There is no beginning; there can be no end,

And its measure? A countless lifetimes of man.

Is it alive or is it dead, none can ever know,

But then, all our lives it does entwine.

Alive, moving, inanimate, or dead,

Not one, can its presence decline.

Its perpetual presence, a bundle of contradiction,

Standing still for one, marching for another;

An endless vista of light and dark shadows,

Causing sensations that scatter or smother.

Doubts multiply, ideas create division,

Yet, unhesitating, time goes on and on.


~2~

A new-born's welcoming cry rents the air,

Held by her loving mother, in exhausted pride,

The world stops, as she beholds with awe,

The commonplace miracle of life, her child.

The young boy struggles in vain, to hold them back,

Gnawing pain, hot tears which threaten to flow;

While his father burns, on the pyre he set to light,

His future dark and uncertain in the fire's glow.

Whether it's love and sorrow or life and death,

They are just words, no meaning they hold;

Every emotion is only for us humans frail,

And do not time, in their embrace enfold.

Sorrow surrounds death; love, when one is born,

But unfeeling, time goes on and on.


~3~

The grandmother rocks her chair by the window,

As she waits for the grandkids to stop by,

Hopeful eyes are weak; foolish is her old heart,

And she fondly remembers the days gone by.

The boy sitting beside the old man stares,

At the puffy trail left by planes in the sky,

Unmindful of the tales of his grandfather,

Dreams of a distant day, when he too can fly.

A bride's pearly white, a widow's ashen hue,

Their future differs, though the shade is same,

One of bright hopes, the other of sad despair,

Such a contrasting destiny, who does one blame?

Memories fade, hopes dim and dreams are torn,

But unchanged, time goes on and on.


~4~

The farmer stares at the cloudless sky,

His crop wilting under the sun's cruel blaze.

But the potter in the house beside rejoices,

As that very sun, on his pots, bakes the glaze.

Across the world, summer moves to autumn,

To paint nature in myriad hues of gold and red.

Yet, all too soon, cold winter approaches,

And transforms the land to a snowy bed.

But then icy winter, to spring does yield,

Warm showers wash away the bitter cold.

Forgotten are the frigid days, in mild sunshine,

As trees are covered in green and early gold.

Winds blow, climes change and seasons turn,

Yet unaltered, time goes on and on.


~5~

It is always still, yet forever moving,

There are no markers to set its pace,

We run for days and chase the nights,

Spending years in a wasted, futile race.

Minutes unlimited, and moments rare,

Seconds that soon disappear without a trace.

Generations lost, dynasties crumble to dust,

Forgotten names; most without a face.

The Earth spins and the wheel turns,

And ages fade to myth and tale.

Knowledge lost, reason drifts, superstitions soar,

Old histories are consigned to pages pale.

All but empty labels of ages long gone,

And still unnamed, time goes on and on.


~6~

Space is boundless and time eternal,

Neither has a beginning, nor an end.

Yet, in a vain attempt for answers,

Precious and countless lives we spend.

Desperate, uncaring of its detachment

Its pulse to find, theories we distend,

Unheeding of its eternal constant refrain,

'My indifference, your actions cannot transcend.'

Cosmic science and quantum physics explored

Its vastness we attempt to comprehend,

One last try, to achieve a sliver of immortality,

Before we, into sure oblivion descend.

Meteors blaze, planets die and stars are born,

Still unstopped, time goes on and on.

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