Time Poem by Pius beeps Adamu

Time



Life is a rejoicing paradise full of grief.
It is a dancing candlelight amid the gale.
Life is a like a day so short and brief.
It is a sweet sad adventurous tale..

Life is but a narrow-hurdled subway.
We all bear mortality's indelible mark.
Rest, we all seek or alas the day.
When our visions shall grow dim and dark.

Here we are, dining with time.
Our mistress and friendly sorceress.
She needs no gold nor dime.
She is our lady and compulsory mistress..

So, let it be read and above that known.
That I shan't stoop like a wetted flower.
But yearn for heaven to save my bone.
I await wholeheartedly, I await the hour..

Saturday, June 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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This poem discusses about life's untimely end.
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