Autumn Winds

Rookie - 10 Points (July 22 1993 / Sanfrancisco, California)

The Hourglass - Poem by Autumn Winds

The Sands of your time
Gently slide against your hourglass

Time is running out
Better make your life count

The hands of the clock
Always moving

The ticktock
Never ceasing

Each day is lost
You can never gain it back

Time is always continuing
Never frozen

Once that sand
Stops moving

Your gone

Gone until you
Begin again


Comments about The Hourglass by Autumn Winds

  • Sharad Juneja (4/20/2012 11:34:00 PM)


    Time the ruler of everyone.....we cant runaway from it n neither we can win it.. another nice poem (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 15, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 17, 2012


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