Time's Come Poem by Tirupathi Chandrupatla
Time's Come
My wait seems
To be endless
Many changes
Stealthily creeping.
Can't see
Passes through all barriers
Unnoticed
Its tales fill volumes
And volumes.
Can't hear
No sound
Of any kind
Silently it stresses
Ear drums.
Can't smell
Odorless concoction
Seeps through
Yet nose gets
Burdened to the brim.
Can't taste
Insipid flow
Through the mouth
Turns the tongue
Stiff and numb.
Can't touch
There's no feeling
Whatsoever
Yet a ton of feelings
Accumulate.
Time flowed
Through all senses
All emotions
Seem to cease
It's time
It's time now
For the release
From all senses.
The last stanza reflects the state of many people worldwide. A good write.
Beautiful write! It touches upon feelings that resonate with many of us. Thanks for sharing.
I must say, it is not yet time for release! (not serious) Can't touch There's no feeling Whatsoever Yet a ton of feelings Accumulate. Powerful lines!
the last four lines speak for the whole poem and many people around the world..Nice to read..
Waiting is a timeless and endless abstract action, reminds me of Joyce' line: Time is, Time was, but Time shall be no more.......... It's time It's time now For the release From all senses.
A perfect graphic of noiseless change of Time in each and every one's life. Very nice expression. Thanks.
numbness and dumbness of the world depicted well...and poemended nicely..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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It is time to touch the feelings, good write Tirupathi, thanks.