Dialog With The Time Poem by Mihaela Pirjol

Dialog With The Time

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At the gate of Time, I ask for Past,
He tells me: ‘Nothing, nothing ever lasts! '
Then I enquire, ‘What about my memories? '
‘They caress your mind, as the passing breeze.'

Could I ever return to live again, and see
The dearest treasure of my memory?
‘By chance, you may again encounter him:
With reminiscing, heart's no longer at its brim'.

Tuesday, October 31, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love,memories,past,time
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dimitrios Galanis 20 January 2018

A great too perception, Mihaela!

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Hazel Durham 31 October 2017

Oh the past it is a journey to rediscover, maybe to try and change our fate or to make different decisions, you have expressed your desire to see the treasure of your time again in a wonderful write the answer is not a certainty like there is no certainties in this life! Original and beautifully written!

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Edward Kofi Louis 31 October 2017

You may again encounter him! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Daniel Brick 31 October 2017

This is a sincere and and wistful evocation of the power of memory to keep love ones present in our lives, it not alive again. I loved my maternal grandmother and cherish her memory; she had 13 grandchildren, and we all felt the abundance of her love and caring. If I could speak to her, I would say, Grandma, the LOVE you showered us with has made it impossible for me despair about my life, our lives, all life. If one old woman can be the fountain of so much love, I will always have HOPE in my heart that humanity will somehow prevail against the darkness. That would be my dialogue with time - a show of appreciation, a promise never to lose hope.

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