How fast time flies with super wings leaving us so helpless in wheezing breaths,
Time plays its role to be here now, then gone in the memories of sweet yesterdays,
Yesterdays with all their glories, and it was just yesterday we shared the laughter,
Under the bright blue sky those dimples deepened so sweetly in every smile,
It will be engraved in my little heart, forever there it stays, the precious gift of gifts.
A group of clouds were passing by, I thought I could catch one of them for keeps,
It was among those clouds a very faint image of yours was snatched from my sight,
My knees weakened, I felt the whole world tumbling on me, crushing my soul badly,
The time had came, the sky started grieving in a black cloak cascading torrents of tears,
That was the time no power on earth could stop it for above all, there is a super power.
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"The time had came, the sky started grieving in a black cloak cascading torrents of tears" - brilliant wordplay. Loved the emotions in this piece !!!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Green. I'm elated. :)
DeleteLoved the last line ,yes indeed there is a super power who is balancing
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Thank you so much, Aunt Mary. :)
DeleteIt's beautiful once again Balqis. It reminds me of past memories. You painted every emotion so well, keep writting dear!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Marie. Yes, indeed, it was written based on the recent sadness. I'll surely try my best to keep writing. Your encouragement means a lot! :)
Deletebeautiful words and it's very touching
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Desah.
DeleteI'm happy to welcome you to my blog and for following. :)
Time flies away not because it moved, it is our servility to the punctual present that makes time change into a vector. Then the only treasure that the vector or arrow of time leave in our hands are memories, and glorious moments, if we insist on forget everything else.
ReplyDeleteA group of clouds happens to pass on the glazed sky and we want to keep them, or at least one of them, but they are only mist, and keep no image of reality. Then tear-drops fell down our cheeks but they are not true, it is the grieving moment we live, but it is not forever... Eternity will change all that: happiness will have a different meaning and despair will not have meaning at all!
Wonderful BB, you make Elf a poet and a seer, he dedicate these paragraphs to you in an effort to alleviate the pain!
Thank you for sharing so beautiful a prose!
Dear Elf, I'm truly touched by your comforting words which bring solace to this sadness inside me. You make me feel better with your philosophical thoughts and I mustn't forget to say I'm really amazed by how much your kindness had moved me and made me think deep. You're a poet and seer for you have the ability to see what I don't see and from there I learn the meaning of this abstract life. I'm so glad you're here with this dedication which is so special to me. You're a friend, you will always be! :)
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Dear Od, your Elf is one of a kind who understands humans' feelings. I'm so glad for his dedication to alleviate the pain. Thank you so much to you for delivering it. And of course to Elf, too. You both know what it means when there are white lilies!
the glory of yesterdays, forever it will stay..
ReplyDeletebeautiful lines...beautiful message!
Thank you so much, Ric. Those glories will remain. :)
DeleteSorrowfully beautiful. This poem reminds me of my late mom.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing this Balqis.
It reminds me of those who had left forever.
DeleteYou're most welcome, Andre. :)
Time's a-flying you'd think it's a jet.
ReplyDeleteAnd you can't help but wonder, How much time did I get?
Beautiful.
Thanks for your comments, Grumpster. :)
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