Bashyam Narayanan


Nothing Else Belongs To You Except The Passing Pulse Of Time - Poem by Bashyam Narayanan

Nothing else
Belongs to you
Except the pulse
Of each passing second

You cannot hold on to it
Nor can store it
It is just fleeing

But you can recall each moment
When you have something
At that time to rejoice

So never waste a second
In an unpalatable manner
As time is like the
Food that just entered
Your mouth

You bite, chew
And get the feel of its taste
in a wonderful mix
Of saliva and
Digestive juices

Once you swallow
The food is no longer there
You cannot and
In fact, do not like to
Get back the swallowed food

So too, time once passes
Has passed for ever
You cannot get back
Even the previous second
Just trickled

So, as you enjoy food
When it is in your mouth
Enjoy time
Assimilating energy
And nutrient from
Each bit of happenings around
Instead of losing it
Without any gainful use
To you and
Others nearby

Remember, the most precious
Possession you have
Is your time
With each second slipping
Become wiser
More learned
Enhance your knowledge base
Ensure happiness
To you and to yours

Let you not regret
Having wrongly spent a second
As, such a regret simply amounts to
Your having swallowed
An unpalatable
Tasteless food item of
No nutritive value


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 31, 2010



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