Product Of Time Poem by Tirupathi Chandrupatla
Product Of Time
River of time
Flows down
From the mountain
Of future yonder
And moves on
Crossing here
The living present
In an instant
Before one could
Feel it arrived
Away it goes
To reach the past
A collection of memories
The vast ocean.
Living being
An obstacle to flow
Ages by
The rapid force
Of passing
Time.
Life departed
Existence becomes
A thing of the past
As product of time.
So true and beautifully said. Crave nothing yet be happy with everything and every experience enriching life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 3:26:34 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Life departed Existence becomes A thing of the past As product of time.......so true. A beautiful metaphorical poem on time nicely executed. Thanks for sharing.10