Poem
RIVER OF TIME
Time goverens this universe and also the life of each thing or object within it. Nothing exits out of time. A unique poem on time
By Mukesh Sharma
Flowing from time,
Beyond past.
Towards endless,
End so fast.
Having no beginning,
And no mortal end.
It mellows in circle,
With no circumference.
It’s fathomless depth,
Measureless breadth.
Home of countless galaxies,
Innumerable stars and planets.
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Our yellow dwarf,
Moon like a dot.
Tiny earth all wallowing,
In ceaseless spate.
Lovely blue planet,
Home of all and one.
From virus, bacteria,
To all humans.
Mother nature,
On earth sires life.
Nurtures all beings,
With no strife.
Mountains and rivulets,
Oceans, seas and all.
Lolling in lap,
Of mother earth withal.
Mortal moron man,
Divides earth.
Into countries,
With all egoist mirth.
Man ever squabbling,
Over mine and yours.
Oblivious of fact,
Not he a landlord.
My house, wife and kids,
My dignity and dime.
All go down,
When comes Time.
Childhood leads to youth,
And ends up in old age.
With death,
Life reaches final stage.
One comes up,
In fullness of time.
On completion of age,
Just goes down.
Up and down,
Up and down.
All floating in,
River of time.
Time measures everything;and nothing measures Time. That's the power of it.
ReplyDeleteI appreciate your insightful comments. Time is devourer of things and nothing can devour time. Nothing can exist out of time.
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ReplyDeleteWhile reading this beautiful poem, I just felt why the people squabble over petty isues however; everybody knows that we all have to come to a bitter end sooner or later
. Now adays we can feel the situation where everyone is battling for life .Really time teaches the value of those thing which we neglect and don't value.
You are very right. Nothing is permanent in this universe except time.But the moron man lives in illusions. Man doesn't know how he is born. He doesn't know when he is going to die. And he doesn't how to live in life.
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