In your hour of need.
Who is whimpering?
Who is swindling?
Who is accompanying?
Don’t be judgemental!
It’s all elucidation of time.
If perpetrator have an eye on his wickedness;
Everyone would be good:
Then crime will be committed by whom?
Differences exist in all eras.
It’s all elucidation of time.
If everyone has piece of mind;
Then
Who would be deprived?
Who would be shined (blessed?)
This is what? fixture of nature and
It’s all elucidation of time
All objects must be sovereignty of mine.
Oh man! What actuality of yours & what desire of thine.
Nothing were yours, nothing would be mine.
It’s all elucidation of time.
Callous veracity in a glass of wine;
Take a sip of it
Or
Put it on the ground
Decision would be thine.
Hard to elucidate when it is untold, predict still fine... just let feeling tells and elucidate what it was but what it will have? not so sure...elucidation is secret revelation of time and knowledge...if we know both we can do all_Soul
truth well told....your poems always contain massage which i love the most....the one that makes you think that is thought....a great write mam brilliant...........
Time is a great reality of this whole universe. You see everything in the callous veracity of Time....glass of wine is a good metaphor. a well-written piece
very nice Farah this poem is well compose in a onomatopoeic diction
Woooooooooww gorgeous, so touching I love it keep on teacher lol
Well, to me, it is not just 'elucidation of time', ... Time has definite, destined missions immortal to keep engaged for ever more. Fleeting human life and its affairs are but light flakes of oblivion. Peeping sharp into the blessed verses of the Holy Quran and a few supporting lines from Respected Allama Iqbal, as orated by Abdul Samad Samadani, Time has such relevance immortal! Comparisons that leads to contrasts and agreements. Wonderfully penned. God Bless, would love to read more when time permits and express my version of thoughts for your attention. Regards.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the ending is super.. i enjoyed it fully, blasting in the following line..Nothing were yours, nothing would be mine. It’s all elucidation of time. Callous veracity in a glass of wine; Take a sip of it Or Put it on the ground Decision would be thine.