Here is the day.
And it wasn’t my first thought.
Is that shameless forgetfulness?
Is it proof of fearlessness?
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Only a few clipped hours until
3650 hours have slipped from the clock
87000 hours have chimed
Worldwide.
Hustle schedules,
Who cries today?
Who is more alone than I have ever been?
Who’s lap is empty? Arms are limp?
Lips unmet, who’s eyes unlocked.
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A moment stole joy and plans,
Two moments reformed worlds.
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The earth keeled 2000 years ago,
Rocked in its bed of space.
One death overshadowed every man.
Yet so few would see
The barrier rent, the tombs expel their dead.
Reverse of pain, the end of hell.
For hope, for God’s sake, Tell!
Deep thoughts. Hushed spirits. Sleep on.
wow, the time in your words sound heavy, blessings….
you will survive everything anything…
Hohoho,
What charming poetry you have posted here.
Invite you to share 1 to 3 poems with us, anything could fit the theme of object,
Cheers.
Hope to see you in.
Happy Writing..
xoxox