Lyn Paul

Gold Star - 41,610 Points (17.03.1965 / Mt. Barker S.A)

Heartache Of Time - Poem by Lyn Paul

Tomorrows day is planned. All mapped out
What lies ahead, I will be exhausted no doubt
Just what lies ahead for us all each day
Is not always good, we all sometimes see grey
Many see grey, that is all they see
Like there is no way out, like they will never be free
But for me life will not always be this way
It is just a new beginning and the Heartache of Time will open in a new day
So I am not facing death, nor have my loved ones died
But the heartache is there and I have cried
But tomorrows day will be filled farewelling a life so well explored
She passed on so much to those whom she adored
So remember we are here right now we must cherish our time
Accept who we are before we climb into our prime
Now The Heartache of time, Will reach us all
But it is how we deal with it.... Do we rise or do we fall






Copyright Reserved May 2014
LYN PAUL

Topic(s) of this poem: Time


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Heartache is not always forever and comes in all different sizes, small medium, large. It will heal faster if you never give up

Comments about Heartache Of Time by Lyn Paul

  • Annette Aitken (8/21/2016 2:43:00 AM)

    so I am not facing death, nor have my loved ones died
    But the heartache is there and I have cried

    Such powerful words, with great meaning.
    Annette
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  • (12/6/2013 8:33:00 AM)

    very inspiring poem, pretty philosphical (Report)Reply

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  • Valsa George (11/17/2013 12:16:00 AM)

    There will be heart aches in life! That's inevitable! How we face them is more important! If today is not bright, hope that tomorrow will be better! Nice poem with a great philosophy! (Report)Reply

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  • Kavya . (11/13/2013 5:05:00 AM)

    a nice write on how to enjoy Life today and stop worrying about tomorrow (Report)Reply

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  • David Wood (11/9/2013 6:01:00 AM)

    Time is a great healer. We have to give the heart time to heal the wounds of today. (Report)Reply

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  • Kanav Justa (11/8/2013 7:50:00 AM)

    There are poems after reading them we can clearly feel the positive vibes...
    It was one of those poems... very positive... loved it
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  • (11/5/2013 1:35:00 AM)

    Never give up, that is black and white. A very positive poem and affirmation of life and its fragile brevity. A great role of the poet is to honour the dead and celebrate the living, well done in this piece. (Report)Reply

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  • (11/4/2013 3:33:00 AM)

    it can pain a little, but us it can't break
    we know to live with, always some heartache!

    very inspiring poem, Lyn. Much loved it.
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  • Dee Corpolongo (11/3/2013 5:56:00 PM)

    Excellent point made in this well written poem! Life is complete with all it's ups and downs,
    leaving some of us smilin', and many with frowns.....but remember we gotta take the good with
    the bad, and recalling good memories with the times we have had. Thank you Lyn, for your words.
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 3, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, May 5, 2014


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