Treasure Island

Tirupathi Chandrupatla


Life's Goal


Already too late
Today's at its end
I thought I could do
What I intended to.

Present is like
A drop of water
On a lotus leaf
Difficult to handle.

The past slips by
Present it was then
I think of tomorrow
Hope I can finish all.

I wish time's a jug
That I could hold
Fill it with my wish list
And sip it at my own pace.

Every time I seem
To be in total control
It simply flows thru
Unseen cracks in place.

Relentless'll be my effort
Renewed'll be my attempts
With every failure I'll rise
Hope time'll be on my side.

I'll do what I can
I'll try all I can
If I accomplish a bit
I'll be happy with my life.

Submitted: Tuesday, June 10, 2014

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  • Colleen Courtney (6/10/2014 3:32:00 PM)

    How very true that time seems to pass so fast. Now I understand what my Mother meant when she said the older you get, the faster time goes! I absolutely love the 4th stanza in this poem! To hold time in a jug and take and sip as needed or at your leisure. Perfectly brilliant! (Report) Reply

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