The oak table
on which rests
Slowly and hastily
as it flows
the sand in hourglass as it moves
watching in dismay
disappointedly as it flows
the good times rush away
as it moves
How long shall doomsday last?
the heart wails
the mind cries
and the head aches
gazing through the hourglass
Wish it could stop
pause; for me to breathe
a moment of rest
maybe to escape
on a hilltop
witnessing the breeze
kissing across the cheeks
as the sweetness reeks
just a moment please
On a beach
as the waves play
while the seagulls screech
swaying by the sea breeze
dilemma runs across
at times heart stops
a petition keeps filing
the victim or the perpetrator
who knows
it files as wishes,
not to be alone
aloofness kills
but how contrary
this aloofness has its own scheme
later the heart desires
to be on a hilltop
without no one around
to just feel the surround
don’t need anyone to tear the peace
just a moment please
on a busy street
people running to catch in spree
plug in the music on
sitting beside lane
watching the streets
maybe people looking
and praising their aloofness
What a pleasure
to control the hourglass
then the ego shall speak
it took a lot to reach
to sit by the beach
just a moment please
please reverse the hourglass on the streets
on the beach
on the hilltop
a moment of vacation
as the seagulls screech
a button of pause,
on a remote
could life be that remote ?
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spilleronsheet (
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Dear Spiller, its always said we love savoring sweet candies and swallow the bitter pills. But then when it applies to food, why not for our thoughts too..
Let the sweet memories stay and swallow the bitter moments immediately....Its works wonder, believe me..!!! Nice emotional write and penned beautifully !!
Its time you PAUSE on the sweet memories.. 🙂
What a beautiful analogy you drew
A kind thought delivered a beautiful message
Thanks for always being the light in a canopy
Thanks a lot dear Vamsi for this heartfelt message
I shall cherish the sweet memories
Such a vivid and heart-moving read dear spills on the pace of life - - you capture the need of quiet so well with clever imagery.
Thank you so much dear Fay
Your appreciation made “Pause” worth to be penned
'What a pleasure
to control the hourglass'..
(like, when taking a Pause
from life
to read such words of eloquence)
Brilliant! dear Poet
what a joy it is
to witness your poetry soaring..
thank you!
Thank you so much dear Mek
And it’s a pleasure to read through your review
You bring out the cherry points
Giving not only a poetic advice but life advice as well
And making the poet feel happy about themselves
Thank you so much
So so true. If only we could press the pause button during those moments that we wish could go on and on….Beautiful.
Thank you so much dear Rozina
I am so glad you liked it
Really I wish there could be a pause button
Cor! You dont half run into a lofty subject here spiller. Time the greatest enigma of them all. And yes you address so much here, not least the desire to stop it, to step off and glance around... or maybe that skin crawling desire when we have goofed to turn back time.. if only. But if we could, would we still grow older as we travelled back in time.... lol somehow that one makes me laugh, i'll set the dial so i can sit my exams again that i took aged 16... and whoosh... there you are at your present age sat among 16 year olds you knew back then... weird.
I really enjoyed your post and as you can see i enjoyed playing with the subject.
What an intriguing reply
That gave me beautiful ideas and felt craving to turn back time
I wish I could go back to sit at the exams once again
Reading your comments made me smile from ear to ear
Truly enjoyed reading it
Well then take your keypad and type the words on your favourite subject called time
I await your magic
How would you feel about writing poetry for the queen? I heard she's looking,..beautiful,beautiful,beautiful...🌞🌹🕊
Queen….I wonder if I met one lately …. Well no wonder I shall write one in her praise …praise how she captures the eyes… but much more for the beautiful heart she carries inside….
Thanks dear fallenangel
I am glad you liked it
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