Time is slipping, yet again,
The harder I grip, the quicker it bends,
Before I know it, my time is done,
And all will return to where it had begun,
There is a pit in my stomach,
Every night as I sleep, it grows,
I know deep down my life will end,
And I won’t learn all that I want to know,
So I must hurry,
I must rush with all my might,
For if I don’t,
How will I discover life’s delights?
And yet, the rushing and scrambling,
Won’t help me find a thing,
Because it’s with patience and quiet,
That I will find everything,
Time isn’t real,
It’s simply a tracker for what transpires,
How could you possibly think,
That one day your soul could expire?
The brightness of this brilliant idea,
Eventually darkens our hearts,
This lie will leave you squirming and twisting,
A lie that’s ever so convincing,
–mrprose
Deep Thinkings
It's time we start thinking about our lives
I am angry at life for stealing my time …for my time is precious, and so damned limited…and the constraints of life dont allow me to enjoy my time as i wish. I could well relate to this piece.
I like this; keep writing!
I share your feelings… I only hope to shift my view on life so that I can better appreciate what I have.
This piece reminds me of one I wrote and posted, titled ‘slipping sands’. Please accept my invitation to read it and let me know how our thoughts compare.
I will do that, thank you for stopping by!
It is a real talent to be able to put a persons feelings into words when you don’t even know that person. Time is merely a word created by man rather than a guideline to live life by.
Yes, I share that belief very much.
There is some truth in it.
It depends on what you are spending your time on?what are you living for?What is your goal?
Yes, you’re right, but even then, time seems to move by too quickly.
Yes it is! It’s like yesterday I was in the 9th grade and now I’m in the 12th……
And time won’t ever slow down.