TIME'S FLEETING NATURE
One year or should I say twelve months? Whichever, they are
just two of the multiple units of time. Through the marks
of the sun and the behavior of the moon in their movements
around the Earth, humans defined them. Thereby arises the timekeeping systems which are known as calendars. They are
solar, lunar, or solilunar, all of them delimit time.
Calendars, as well as units of time, are nothing but
some of the infinite symbols, humans have created to allow themselves to set their messages, to communicate, and to
understand each other, and even to talk to their own minds.
Every word that we learn is just a symbol of something
real or imaginary that has a specific meaning for each one.
Why shall we believe that everything learned is true? Why
live submitted to any units of time as if they were absolute?
Like the sun, the moon, as well as life itself, people have their
own cycles. Time is single and runs differently for each person.
The best would be to become a master of our own time. Each
moment is unique and exclusive. Don't let it pass in vain.
Clocks, calendars, dates, everything is simply imperfect
recreations of a gadget everyone carries inside the chest.
The same way that our eyes can gaze at the sky and our ears
can hear the birds singing, our heart senses the time. So, all
the time that is unnoticed is as fleeting as a snowflake, as unnoticeable as the colors of the rainbow for a blind.
Unfortunately, there are so many blind and deaf hearts around us
that, although they are beating, they are unable to perceive anything. Hearts striking such as instruments out of tune in total disaccord
with one's body and mind. Thus, be sure that your heart is beating for the right causes and in its own rhythm. Be conscious of the power of the time, lived with love and faith. Time is as fleeting as life. Be alert.
#review #LucianadeLemos #poetry
I wish you the best in 2021!
One year or should I say twelve months? Whichever, they are
just two of the multiple units of time. Through the marks
of the sun and the behavior of the moon in their movements
around the Earth, humans defined them. Thereby arises the timekeeping systems which are known as calendars. They are
solar, lunar, or solilunar, all of them delimit time.
Calendars, as well as units of time, are nothing but
some of the infinite symbols, humans have created to allow themselves to set their messages, to communicate, and to
understand each other, and even to talk to their own minds.
Every word that we learn is just a symbol of something
real or imaginary that has a specific meaning for each one.
Why shall we believe that everything learned is true? Why
live submitted to any units of time as if they were absolute?
Like the sun, the moon, as well as life itself, people have their
own cycles. Time is single and runs differently for each person.
The best would be to become a master of our own time. Each
moment is unique and exclusive. Don't let it pass in vain.
Clocks, calendars, dates, everything is simply imperfect
recreations of a gadget everyone carries inside the chest.
The same way that our eyes can gaze at the sky and our ears
can hear the birds singing, our heart senses the time. So, all
the time that is unnoticed is as fleeting as a snowflake, as unnoticeable as the colors of the rainbow for a blind.
Unfortunately, there are so many blind and deaf hearts around us
that, although they are beating, they are unable to perceive anything. Hearts striking such as instruments out of tune in total disaccord
with one's body and mind. Thus, be sure that your heart is beating for the right causes and in its own rhythm. Be conscious of the power of the time, lived with love and faith. Time is as fleeting as life. Be alert.
#review #LucianadeLemos #poetry
I wish you the best in 2021!
#review
#poetry
#ss
IMidnight calm and quite, no horror just love,
making fun, you and me, stay at the corner of balcony.
Sweet grapes wine, your oozing sip on mine,
resting on your arm, in me, you taste in line.
The love you shower, I still remember,
the black onyx ring you drop into my finger,
When I ask what for, you hold me close,
slowly whisper it won't break our bond.
What has happened, things got changed,
now I see you're with another girl
Another black onyx, same as I have,
rest in her wrist in bracelet form.
#poetry
#ss
IMidnight calm and quite, no horror just love,
making fun, you and me, stay at the corner of balcony.
Sweet grapes wine, your oozing sip on mine,
resting on your arm, in me, you taste in line.
The love you shower, I still remember,
the black onyx ring you drop into my finger,
When I ask what for, you hold me close,
slowly whisper it won't break our bond.
What has happened, things got changed,
now I see you're with another girl
Another black onyx, same as I have,
rest in her wrist in bracelet form.
#review
#poetry
#ss
Mom
You plant a seed in your womb,
with the time, a little flower bloom,
around ten months, you bear the pain,
very months are nothing as love deceives pain.
In your arms I feel secure,
Your charm nature makes me allure,
In your eyes, I see the light
and your words makes me delight.
The sweet lullabies, sung by you
are the best and I love you.
Every time, you're with me,
my little heart is filled with glee.
The flower you planted in the past,
now very young and has a good heart.
I'll make you proud,
that time will arrive soon.
#poetry
#ss
Mom
You plant a seed in your womb,
with the time, a little flower bloom,
around ten months, you bear the pain,
very months are nothing as love deceives pain.
In your arms I feel secure,
Your charm nature makes me allure,
In your eyes, I see the light
and your words makes me delight.
The sweet lullabies, sung by you
are the best and I love you.
Every time, you're with me,
my little heart is filled with glee.
The flower you planted in the past,
now very young and has a good heart.
I'll make you proud,
that time will arrive soon.
Don't be afraid I promise to help u in overcoming all your fears,
Just never ever shed those precious tears,
Whisper all your wishes in my ears.
Will fulfill them anyhow I swear,
To whatever obstacles comes in the path I shall bear.
Don't ever be sad and bemoan,
Cuz I'm always there for u you're never alone.
Just hold my hands tight and we shall make it through every situation,
You're the god's most precious creation.
From all the problems I'm going through would never disclose,
Every flower with thorns isn't a rose.
Wish to see u smiling and happy like that all my life,
Not everyone gets blessed with the type of wife.
Wish I could turn back the clock and bring back all those missed joyful moments that u deserved,
You're like a beautiful flower which needs to be preserved.
I still remember the flight that we missed,
Everyone was staring at us the way we kissed.
Time passed by and soon everyone was gone,
Our romance lasted from dusk till dawn.
How close we were when we stuck in a jam,
On the beautiful streets of Amsterdam.
But now that you're too far,
Like the Earth from the Pole Star.
This piece of art reaches to u somehow,
Is the only thing I'm wishing right now.
You'll have a broad smile on your face after reading it then,
Which I don't remember last time u had when.
This piece is like real close to my heart as it's the very first poem which I ever wroteThis piece is like real close to my heart as it's the very first poem which I ever wrote
#review #poetry #San
Just never ever shed those precious tears,
Whisper all your wishes in my ears.
Will fulfill them anyhow I swear,
To whatever obstacles comes in the path I shall bear.
Don't ever be sad and bemoan,
Cuz I'm always there for u you're never alone.
Just hold my hands tight and we shall make it through every situation,
You're the god's most precious creation.
From all the problems I'm going through would never disclose,
Every flower with thorns isn't a rose.
Wish to see u smiling and happy like that all my life,
Not everyone gets blessed with the type of wife.
Wish I could turn back the clock and bring back all those missed joyful moments that u deserved,
You're like a beautiful flower which needs to be preserved.
I still remember the flight that we missed,
Everyone was staring at us the way we kissed.
Time passed by and soon everyone was gone,
Our romance lasted from dusk till dawn.
How close we were when we stuck in a jam,
On the beautiful streets of Amsterdam.
But now that you're too far,
Like the Earth from the Pole Star.
This piece of art reaches to u somehow,
Is the only thing I'm wishing right now.
You'll have a broad smile on your face after reading it then,
Which I don't remember last time u had when.
This piece is like real close to my heart as it's the very first poem which I ever wroteThis piece is like real close to my heart as it's the very first poem which I ever wrote
#review #poetry #San
Love
#Abhijit #review
Love, a word used by many,
But described by none
For some the word itself is funny
For some the word is nothing more than a pun
The kindness and compassion in your heart
The passion in your work
The willingness in your mind
What are these if not love?
From the shining fireflies
Till the buried ants
From the painful scream of mother at birth
Till the sobbing infant
All this trouble in pursuit of love
The longing of being loved
The desperation of being welcomed and hugged
The hunger in someone’s belly
The loneliness in someone’s heart
All this can end if we share our endless treasure trove
The treasure trove of love
Happy new year to all
Share the love
#Abhijit #review
Love, a word used by many,
But described by none
For some the word itself is funny
For some the word is nothing more than a pun
The kindness and compassion in your heart
The passion in your work
The willingness in your mind
What are these if not love?
From the shining fireflies
Till the buried ants
From the painful scream of mother at birth
Till the sobbing infant
All this trouble in pursuit of love
The longing of being loved
The desperation of being welcomed and hugged
The hunger in someone’s belly
The loneliness in someone’s heart
All this can end if we share our endless treasure trove
The treasure trove of love
Happy new year to all
Share the love
#kb_the_poet #review
Presents - Far from the view
Out in the woods
Under the stars, the moon
By the shores, far from view
One`s lost the view
With the warmth of the borne
A long a past dearly hold
Like lips to be gazed
Tempting and drowning
How it was
Where and when
A story untold
An unguided course
Tormenting the core
Presents - Far from the view
Out in the woods
Under the stars, the moon
By the shores, far from view
One`s lost the view
With the warmth of the borne
A long a past dearly hold
Like lips to be gazed
Tempting and drowning
How it was
Where and when
A story untold
An unguided course
Tormenting the core
With love
Your laps are soft like cushion and I want to fall asleep,
Your eyes are blue like ocean and I wanna dive in way deep.
Your smile is picture perfect and I want to seize it,
Your touch is heavenly and I want to feel it.
Your curves are like roller coaster and I want to take a ride.
Showing u to the world I take much pride.
Your lips are like holy water and I want to get blessed.
You're like a turning point in my life,sad & depressed
Your face is charming like the lit up sky on a full moon night,
You're the one to be my strength when I lose my might.
You're like my most wonderful feeling,
You're the cause of my pain and also the source of my healing.
Your voice is sweet like honey & I want it to echo down my ears everytime,
Your heart is like a treasure stealing what I wanna commit that crime.
Your freckles are like chocolate brownies and I wanna take a bite,
You're my present and my future seems so bright.
#review #poetry #San
Your laps are soft like cushion and I want to fall asleep,
Your eyes are blue like ocean and I wanna dive in way deep.
Your smile is picture perfect and I want to seize it,
Your touch is heavenly and I want to feel it.
Your curves are like roller coaster and I want to take a ride.
Showing u to the world I take much pride.
Your lips are like holy water and I want to get blessed.
You're like a turning point in my life,sad & depressed
Your face is charming like the lit up sky on a full moon night,
You're the one to be my strength when I lose my might.
You're like my most wonderful feeling,
You're the cause of my pain and also the source of my healing.
Your voice is sweet like honey & I want it to echo down my ears everytime,
Your heart is like a treasure stealing what I wanna commit that crime.
Your freckles are like chocolate brownies and I wanna take a bite,
You're my present and my future seems so bright.
#review #poetry #San
Title : Am I not the one?
Baby just hold on for a minute,
And look into my eyes,
There's some serious talk I gotta do,
Trust me it ain't any lies.
In the last few days,
Your behaviour has changed in a lot different ways,
It's definitely not the old you,
This is prolly someone new.
What has happened to u these days?
Is there someone who treats u better than me?
Has someone succeeded in stealing your heart other than me?
If that's all yes then you're free.
Just remember one day you'll definitely miss me.
When I wouldn't be there to pamper u,
You'll miss my presence,
And will always hurt u my absence.
Just tell me frankly if I'm not the one,
Would walk away out of your life,
And never return back,
Maybe there's a quality or two which I lack,
Which u saw in that guy,
And maybe what made u send off me a final goodbye.
#review #poetry #San
Baby just hold on for a minute,
And look into my eyes,
There's some serious talk I gotta do,
Trust me it ain't any lies.
In the last few days,
Your behaviour has changed in a lot different ways,
It's definitely not the old you,
This is prolly someone new.
What has happened to u these days?
Is there someone who treats u better than me?
Has someone succeeded in stealing your heart other than me?
If that's all yes then you're free.
Just remember one day you'll definitely miss me.
When I wouldn't be there to pamper u,
You'll miss my presence,
And will always hurt u my absence.
Just tell me frankly if I'm not the one,
Would walk away out of your life,
And never return back,
Maybe there's a quality or two which I lack,
Which u saw in that guy,
And maybe what made u send off me a final goodbye.
#review #poetry #San
Meet me at zero hours tonight;
I heard people are honest around this time.
Bare, pale faces with no unwanted flex
I have always loved the feeling how the irrelevancy turns darker,
As we talk about life like we are drunk
but would have never said it if sober.
I’m more interested in the person you are at the dead of the night
rather than the one you pretend to be amid the bright light.
We could just talk about anything without being critical
Or maybe the most random things in the universe,
because for once let’s pretend like we were never lonely.
#review
#stray.thoughts
I heard people are honest around this time.
Bare, pale faces with no unwanted flex
I have always loved the feeling how the irrelevancy turns darker,
As we talk about life like we are drunk
but would have never said it if sober.
I’m more interested in the person you are at the dead of the night
rather than the one you pretend to be amid the bright light.
We could just talk about anything without being critical
Or maybe the most random things in the universe,
because for once let’s pretend like we were never lonely.
#review
#stray.thoughts
In death,
we all come shoulder to shoulder
Cuz death
Treats us equal, young or older
No matter
were you a thief or an honest grunt
You meet your maker buried or burnt
In death
There's that everlasting quiet we crave
Cuz death
Embraces even those who can't be saved
No matter
You look the other way or shove the knife
You will be judged for your love or your pride
In death,
Fear for your life disappears with a sigh
Cuz death
Frees us of all the miseries we caught looking for fireflies
No matter
You face is on a billboard or you're wanted dead or alive
You leave this place you love or hate with nothing but a blithe smile
#review #poetry #The_Lost_Poet
we all come shoulder to shoulder
Cuz death
Treats us equal, young or older
No matter
were you a thief or an honest grunt
You meet your maker buried or burnt
In death
There's that everlasting quiet we crave
Cuz death
Embraces even those who can't be saved
No matter
You look the other way or shove the knife
You will be judged for your love or your pride
In death,
Fear for your life disappears with a sigh
Cuz death
Frees us of all the miseries we caught looking for fireflies
No matter
You face is on a billboard or you're wanted dead or alive
You leave this place you love or hate with nothing but a blithe smile
#review #poetry #The_Lost_Poet
#review #asher
Title : Her Eyes of Sincerity
She is like a dove that makes me feel the eternal warmth. I feel like I am in the Elysian Fields when she is around me
When she looks in my eyes, gives that adorable smile, gently squints her eyes and slighty tilts her head to the left, I feel her affection.
When she laughs at my jokes and then rests her cheeks on her palm, expecting another banter from me, I feel her fascination.
When she plays with her hair, flutters her eyes, blushes and then looks down, I feel her passion
When she looks at the sky to wonder about the mysteries of our world, I feel her imagination.
People like her make me feel alive. When I am around her, I feel like I am in a Garden of Eden where I truly belong. Like I am in a Shangri-La and I want to look straight into her eyes and just say to her
"I hope your passion for me lives forever, Trogon"
Title : Her Eyes of Sincerity
She is like a dove that makes me feel the eternal warmth. I feel like I am in the Elysian Fields when she is around me
When she looks in my eyes, gives that adorable smile, gently squints her eyes and slighty tilts her head to the left, I feel her affection.
When she laughs at my jokes and then rests her cheeks on her palm, expecting another banter from me, I feel her fascination.
When she plays with her hair, flutters her eyes, blushes and then looks down, I feel her passion
When she looks at the sky to wonder about the mysteries of our world, I feel her imagination.
People like her make me feel alive. When I am around her, I feel like I am in a Garden of Eden where I truly belong. Like I am in a Shangri-La and I want to look straight into her eyes and just say to her
"I hope your passion for me lives forever, Trogon"
Books
Books are authentic companions
Eternally chaperoning me along with my pilgrimage
A true pal who never judges me!
A true colleague who eternally steer me,
A true partner who never makes me grope lonely,
A true buddy who exhibits the right and wrong aisle,
Procuring me full wisdom,
Empowering me valuable moralities,
Molding me into an athletic personality,
Skimming books I am into a different realm,
Fictional books assist me to encounter a fantasy world,
Non-fictional books help me encounter a world of reality,
Books are my lifetime patron!
#review #poetry #ae
Books are authentic companions
Eternally chaperoning me along with my pilgrimage
A true pal who never judges me!
A true colleague who eternally steer me,
A true partner who never makes me grope lonely,
A true buddy who exhibits the right and wrong aisle,
Procuring me full wisdom,
Empowering me valuable moralities,
Molding me into an athletic personality,
Skimming books I am into a different realm,
Fictional books assist me to encounter a fantasy world,
Non-fictional books help me encounter a world of reality,
Books are my lifetime patron!
#review #poetry #ae
Hope
Enveloped in feathers covered of hope
To which follows a lengthy rope!
In the sky filled with a lot many heinous
Jealous by others' success yet there exists the factor of heterogeneous
Who fervently tackle the obstacles
Without any botheration to injure their ankles
Yet from years, the story remains the same
Which enables us to gain the fame!
After constant watering, there grows that tiny seed to a well shaped plant
It grew, because there lied hope, not to try even a decant.
Poor ant crawling with a hope on ground
For finally, with the food, she gets crowned
Poor us fighting with the battle of Covid
Are full of hope and vigour to make it eroded.
Hope is not a bliss!
But something to which you get fascinated to kiss.
Hope is not a power!
But something gained by everyone in handful of shower.
Hope is not an energy!
But something which demolishes from you; lethargy.
Hope is not serendipity!
But something that owns you dignity.
Hope is not a grace!
But something which in us acquired a massive space.
Sailor sails with a hope to reach its destination
Pilot flies with a hope to clinch the border of another nation
Students study with a hope to succeed in examination with flying colours
And we fight with a hope to hit the covid to enjoy our supper
Because
In the ray of hope
There doesn't exists
Any fear
Any shiver
Any weakness
As it is itself unknown to any atrocious!
-GUNEEV KAUR
©poetguneev
#review #poetry
Enveloped in feathers covered of hope
To which follows a lengthy rope!
In the sky filled with a lot many heinous
Jealous by others' success yet there exists the factor of heterogeneous
Who fervently tackle the obstacles
Without any botheration to injure their ankles
Yet from years, the story remains the same
Which enables us to gain the fame!
After constant watering, there grows that tiny seed to a well shaped plant
It grew, because there lied hope, not to try even a decant.
Poor ant crawling with a hope on ground
For finally, with the food, she gets crowned
Poor us fighting with the battle of Covid
Are full of hope and vigour to make it eroded.
Hope is not a bliss!
But something to which you get fascinated to kiss.
Hope is not a power!
But something gained by everyone in handful of shower.
Hope is not an energy!
But something which demolishes from you; lethargy.
Hope is not serendipity!
But something that owns you dignity.
Hope is not a grace!
But something which in us acquired a massive space.
Sailor sails with a hope to reach its destination
Pilot flies with a hope to clinch the border of another nation
Students study with a hope to succeed in examination with flying colours
And we fight with a hope to hit the covid to enjoy our supper
Because
In the ray of hope
There doesn't exists
Any fear
Any shiver
Any weakness
As it is itself unknown to any atrocious!
-GUNEEV KAUR
©poetguneev
#review #poetry
A Ray of Hope!
Enveloped in feathers covered of hope
To which follows a lengthy rope!
In the sky filled with a lot many heinous
Jealous by others' success yet there exists the factor of heterogeneous
Who fervently tackle the obstacles
Without any botheration to injure their ankles
Yet from years, the story remains the same
Which enables us to gain the fame!
After constant watering, there grows that tiny seed to a well shaped plant
It grew, because there lied hope, not to try even a decant.
Poor ant crawling with a hope on ground
For finally, with the food, she gets crowned
Poor us fighting with the battle of Covid
Are full of hope and vigour to make it eroded.
Hope is not a bliss!
But something to which you get fascinated to kiss.
Hope is not a power!
But something gained by everyone in handful of shower.
Hope is not an energy!
But something which demolishes from you; lethargy.
Hope is not serendipity!
But something that owns you dignity.
Hope is not a grace!
But something which in us acquired a massive space.
Sailor sails with a hope to reach its destination
Pilot flies with a hope to clinch the border of another nation
Students study with a hope to succeed in examination with flying colours
And we fight with a hope to hit the covid to enjoy our supper
Because
In the ray of hope
There doesn't exists
Any fear
Any shiver
Any weakness
As it is itself unknown to any atrocious!
-GUNEEV KAUR
© poetguneev
#poetry #review
Enveloped in feathers covered of hope
To which follows a lengthy rope!
In the sky filled with a lot many heinous
Jealous by others' success yet there exists the factor of heterogeneous
Who fervently tackle the obstacles
Without any botheration to injure their ankles
Yet from years, the story remains the same
Which enables us to gain the fame!
After constant watering, there grows that tiny seed to a well shaped plant
It grew, because there lied hope, not to try even a decant.
Poor ant crawling with a hope on ground
For finally, with the food, she gets crowned
Poor us fighting with the battle of Covid
Are full of hope and vigour to make it eroded.
Hope is not a bliss!
But something to which you get fascinated to kiss.
Hope is not a power!
But something gained by everyone in handful of shower.
Hope is not an energy!
But something which demolishes from you; lethargy.
Hope is not serendipity!
But something that owns you dignity.
Hope is not a grace!
But something which in us acquired a massive space.
Sailor sails with a hope to reach its destination
Pilot flies with a hope to clinch the border of another nation
Students study with a hope to succeed in examination with flying colours
And we fight with a hope to hit the covid to enjoy our supper
Because
In the ray of hope
There doesn't exists
Any fear
Any shiver
Any weakness
As it is itself unknown to any atrocious!
-GUNEEV KAUR
© poetguneev
#poetry #review
love only grows
on the soil of heart
where it can stretch
its scent freely and wide
to reach every corner
that knows of blood
it has a fragrance
which can soak all walls
this allows it to leak
into the outside world
hence a smell
from only few points
without a doubt
is not from true love
#review
#AhmadMusa
on the soil of heart
where it can stretch
its scent freely and wide
to reach every corner
that knows of blood
it has a fragrance
which can soak all walls
this allows it to leak
into the outside world
hence a smell
from only few points
without a doubt
is not from true love
#review
#AhmadMusa
#review you are in my faded smile .
i live in your tears .
when whole world lie to us,
we get a chance to discover
-Ritika Srivastava
i live in your tears .
when whole world lie to us,
we get a chance to discover
-Ritika Srivastava