
Time, a fickle mistress of life
A force that cuts like a knife
Tick tock, it moves with ease
A fleeting moment, a gentle breeze
It ebbs and flows like the tide
A constant motion that cannot hide
With every beat, a moment lost
A memory faded, at what cost?
It's a measure that we can't control
A mystery that we can't console
It's a journey that we all must take
A road that we can never forsake
It's a thief that steals our youth
A reminder of our fleeting truth
It's a teacher that shows us the way
A guide that leads us to another day
It's a story that we all create
A canvas that we can never duplicate
It's a symphony of life's design
A melody that we all must align
With every second, a new chapter unfolds
A story of love, a tale of the old
With every minute, a memory is made
A legacy that we will never evade
So cherish the moments that time brings
Embrace the beauty that each one sings
For time is a gift that we all receive
A treasure that we should never leave
It's a reminder of our human race
A symbol of our boundless grace
So let us dance with time's gentle rhyme
And savor every moment, one at a time.
About the Creator
Andy Kru
You’d lose your mind trying to understand mine.




Comments (1)
This is very deep and profound. I’m glad I’ve found this poem.