Time is waning fast
Use it whilst it doth last,
Lest thou hast labored through the day.
Time is plenty, but if thou is
Of uncertain date, thou shalt
be expired of uncertain fate.
Neglect not thou mind of ice cold water,
But neglect thou soul of ever-burning fire,
For thou hast reached thy final fate.
An interesting poem. I like it. You might want to check out my poem: Unless Time Is An Illusion.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Welcome to Poem Hunter! This seems to be the first poem you have posted on this site. Looking forward to reading more of your poems in the future.