Timeless Like Existence Poem by The Power_Palace.Poet_Union.Order Sir.

Timeless like existence,
An ever-changing persistence,
A journey through life's distance,
Forever in a state of resistance.
Tick tock, the clock goes round,
Moments lost, never found,
Each second a precious sound,
A symphony of silence profound.
Time, an illusion, yet so real,
A force we can't help but feel,
Slipping through our hands like sand,
Leaving us grasping, trying to understand.
From the dawn of creation,
Time has been our fixation,
We try to measure, control,
But it's a concept that takes its own toll.
With each passing day,
Moments come and go astray,
But some memories stay,
Forever etched in our minds, they'll never fade away.
Timeless like existence,
A mysterious persistence,
We try to hold on with resistance,
But it slips away in an instant.
The sun rises and sets,
The tides ebb and flow,
The moon waxes and wanes,
But time remains in an unchanging flow.
It's a river that never runs dry,
A story that never says goodbye,
A journey we all must take,
A reality we can never fake.
Time is a journey we all embark upon,
A journey we cannot postpone,
A journey that moves us along,
A journey that shapes us, makes us strong.
From the innocence of youth,
To the wisdom of age,
Time guides us, shows us the truth,
And helps us turn life's page.
Timeless like existence,
A never-ending resistance,
We try to capture its essence,
But it remains in its own existence.
Through the laughter and tears,
The joys and fears,
Time keeps moving, never stops,
No matter how hard we try to make it pause.
It's a cycle, a rhythm,
A constant in a world of chaos,
A reminder that nothing remains the same,
But time will always remain.
It's a teacher, a guide,
A healer, a divider,
It's a reminder of our mortality,
And a symbol of our vitality.
Timeless like existence,
A force of immense persistence,
It shapes us, molds us,
And slowly unfolds us.
Like a flower that blooms,
Or a butterfly that cocoons,
Time takes us through our transformations,
And leads us to our destinations.
From the first cry to the last breath,
Time is with us until the very end,
It's a precious gift, a fragile thread,
That we must cherish and never neglect.
So let us embrace time,
And all its mysteries divine,
For in its passing, we find,
The beauty of existence that forever shines.
Timeless like existence,
A never-ending persistence,
A journey we must all take,
But one that we'll never forsake.


Authorship by: Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
© Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
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