Timeless Me Poem by Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari
Timeless Me
a breathless soul
flying opposite direction
to the wind of time
a dehydrated leaf of me
blown with an irrational hope
that it would reach her feet
weary and crushed
the hope of hundreds of thousand
is traveling a useless time machine
reliving second hand minutes
retrieved from left over periods of time
borrowed from incoherent chronometers
the hope never died
the dehydrated leaf of me
never lodged for a single second
kept on flying even shattered
annihilated the flow of time
albeit never reached the destination
Oct 10,2009
forget about the destination, the process is the whole experience!
Hi Kamran A good work... When i rise from my earth like a tulip.
Interesting, when hope endures and time continue to tick however difficult if we remain authentic we are nothing but timeless. I invite you to read some of my work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 8:19:51 AM # 1.0.0.1119
despite no water to satiate, fighting against all odds the wind plays, still you destinatin bound...those feet aren't that far away Kamran... a write deeply poignant...thanks...10