Time Poem by Tony Avila Sampson
Time
Was TIME born with all the sky?
Can TIME suffer and also die?
Is TIME flat? Or is TIME round?
Where is TIME? Can TIME be found?
Is TIME there with each beat of the heart?
Was TIME there from the very start?
Must TIME go to that being made?
Does TIME show by that being fade?
Can TIME give and also take?
Must TIME be for that to make?
Is TIME real? How is TIME there?
Can TIME be found in a breath of air?
Does the portal of TIME drape the eye as it blinks?
Can TIME be more stranger than a brain that thinks?
Does TIME provide a way dimensions are spaced?
Are all creatures of TIME somehow inwardly paced?
Is all manner of TIME with all matter that be?
Does TIME flow endlessly?
How does the future with TIME flow past?
Does TIME move slow? Can TIME move fast?
Does TIME have a speed limit we call 'now'?
Is something 'like' gravity pulling TIME? How?
Is TIME bound? Or is TIME free?
Is TIME that what is meant to be?
A fantastic poem, while we are living time is one thing we can not stop.
Time most precious subject and selecting it for the poem is also beautiful.
Time is neither here not there But deep within our pulsating hearts Which must some day really stop When we have on life stage played our parts.......... Sir, A very good poem and I welcome you to my page too.....
A nice poem, and has been selected for the fourth TIME in a row as poem of the day for January 18!
Wonderful time poem raised with many questions. All should ask and search for the answers. Very nice really.
Time is the distance from now to then or from then to now! Wonderful thinking. Please read my way of looking at time, in my What is it that.... I enjoyed yours. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 4:43:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Like this too, maybe two or three lines less might make it even better, the idea tires slightly towards the end. A good poem, enjoyed it.