'Swapping Beauty With Time' Poem by Abha Sharma
'Swapping Beauty With Time'
The sea roles on
Oak and palm reflect the wind
The petals bloom and fall
Traces the mind and recall
When the time clicks
Slip the moments slime
Countless years ago
Began the chase with daring smile
The teenager smiled in an infant
The adult shaped with an individual’s mind
What once was yours now another’s due
And you exchanged with something new
Smirking the stubborn eternity
We find our daily task
Binding the spirits with chores
Changed Today in Yesterday
Where many Tomorrows due
Then in a date if significantly flew
In some months and years
The decades follow and death nears
The physical beauty mirrored
Staring wrinkled eye and lips curled.
Yes, physical beauty is not the same and as eternal as Nature or Art!
Yes, that is the natural course of an individual beautifully portrayed and presented!
Quite enlightening piece. As Steele said once Death (Time) is a great leveler, it destroys everything whether beautiful or ugly, young or old, poor or rich.It knows no distinction made by man.
Why I didn't read earlier. It is classic. I see the metaphysics of John Donne reflected in this poem. You attain great poetic heights in this poem.
I am probably alone in this, but I do not believe this piece communicated the message, as I understand it, very well. If this is about what the title indicates, then I found only circumstantial evidence presented in the piece. GW62
Abha this is a wonderful testimony to how age catches us but I agree with Sandra, the beauty of the soul runs far deeper than anything skin deep. Lovely musing. HG: -) xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 5:05:29 AM # 1.0.0
Time will have us all, but the beauty of the soul, like art, remains eternal. Excellent work. Praise for your eloquent pen. Warmest regards, Sandra