Precious moments
Tag: time
Waiting
A practice in patience
standing in the shadows
you dawn on me
with a glowing smile
to wake up my heart
Clouds blotted you today
replaced with incessant rain
threatening stormy weather
refracted to my soul
Time’s lethargy
spreading contagiously
as hours creep on
while I wait for you this time
I ought to love the rain
filled with memories
of its gentle dance with me
synchronised with my storm
But I am back to longing again
to find the Sun waiting for me.
Race of time
You win again.
Filled with resolution,
Fiery determination,
I sprinted and strutted.
Predicting your pace,
How was I to know-
The Spring in your step
The mottled colours of your Fall?
Numbed by your Winter’s breath,
Wilted in your Summer’s heat.
Turning now, there you go again-
Leaving me behind…
With remnants, the residue remains.
Soon, just a ghost of a year
That will haunt yellowed pages
Of history books, stacked high!
A flickering, fleeting wind-
You win again, the race of time,
Blasting the world record-
Filled with olympic breaking news!
Leaving surprised losers everywhere!
Receive your present
Seize this prize moment,
cash in your winnings and spoils.
Luck’s temperament
plays her pendulum mood-swings.
Her metronome ticks,
losing your seconds
that could have been precious hours.
You may never recover
from losses you earn-
in the time you have burned.
Feel the wind’s quick breath
as it whizzes through your hair!
See the color range
through nature’s masterful art.
Hear her network sounds.
Count the daily smiles
among the people you see.
Light up their world to
with gifts you willingly share.
Yield surprise returns.
Happiness is found
in each moment we relish.
The bitter and sweet
in aftermath come to greet.
Glad tidings they bear.
Cherish this moment too my dear!
Moving too fast
I thought I had you in the palm of my hand
Captivated by my scintillating charm
Wrapped tightly on the wrist of my arm
Until I woke up to the sound of the alarm
Where did you go when I was asleep?
Lately you have taken to the tracks
Racing wildly like hunting wolves in packs
Slipping through the fissures and the cracks
Moving in the shadows, conspiring with the sun
Contracting my nights, stretching through my days
Fooling me, blinding my sight in contrived ways
Confusing my colors with luminescent greys
Was it just a dream or did I see you fleetingly?
So suddenly, you conjure your magic tricks on me
I feel your temperature drop by a fractional degree
A subtle change, the first leaf falls from the tree.
Mistakenly, I thought I had you enraptured
Instead I am the victim that time has captured.
I have time
At midnight,
Your hands gently stroke my face,
My seconds and minutes
Turn into hours as your right hand-
Stretches over me.
The only sound,
The ticking of my heart-
Breathless!
My time is in your hands.
Stop for a moment
Right there, yes there…
On the dot,
Just in time.
My alarm screams out!
Just before sunrise.
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