Passing Of Time Poem by Ulysses Bandi

Passing Of Time



The passing of Time;
The existence of life
In all its mundanity
Leaves us bereft
Of a younger age
When body and wit
Donned the
Tumultous kilt,

Yet the passing of
Ineluctable Time
Carries on punctually
Until our souls
Leave the territory
Of our bodies and we
Can never again
Enter Time joyously.

Friday, April 11, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: time
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