Janor
Janor
Nov 29, 2014

Always passing by
slipping through my hands
never in control

A short poem, made in a pause of homework
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You are not bound by the constraints of time
Faith Gabito
Faith Gabito
Sep 17, 2014

You are not bound by the constraints of time
Before the beginning You were there
You always existed, and always will
You loved me before time existed
And You will love me when it ends

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Time.
Coby
Coby
Jan 14

Time.
Where does time go?
Time flies, nobody knows.
Once time is wasted, it is Something you can never get back.
Only way to bring back time is through memories, tapes, videos..
Alot changes through time. Things, people, the way we see things, as ourselves also change.
Even when times are different, the history will never change.
Time is precious, should never be wasted.

Quick write, release some boredom
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Time is the eternal sculptor
Amitav Radiance
Amitav Radiance
Sep 17, 2014      Sep 17, 2014

Time is the eternal sculptor
Chiseling away through centuries
To create innovative masterpieces
Where many facets of life emerge
Bridging the past, present and future
Shaping the moments we dwell in
Where events are scheduled
To display the varied installations
Which cannot be replicated
Recorded in the chronicles of time
When our world will fade away
But time will be there till eternity
Relentlessly sculpting for the future
For, time brings change
And everything changes, except time itself

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Time is ticking away.
Rhiannon Begley
Jun 9, 2014

Time is ticking away.
The watch-chain sways in time:
Swinging and sweeping, weaving and waving.
They watch as time ticks on.

The sun is shining down.
The watch-chain spangles in the sun:
Shimmering and shining, glittering and glowing.
They watch as time ticks on.

The darkness is coming quickly.
The watch-chain disappears in the dark:
Dimming and dulling, slowing and stopping.
They watch as time ticks on.

But time is ticking away. . .

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Time can pass so very fast
Madouc
Madouc
Oct 21, 2014

Seconds on a watch

Minutes of a show

Time can pass so very fast

And sometimes very slow



Morning to midday,

Afternoon to night

Time is passing always

And never seems quite right.



We sit and think and wonder,

As the hours trundle past,

About all the people

And how moments never last.

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~Nothing, just enjoy the time that we do have
Isabelle H Graye
Isabelle H Graye
Apr 11, 2014

Where did it go?
  ~I don't know
Is it lost?
  ~I am not sure
Can we get it back?
  ~I don't think we can
What do we do?
  ~Nothing
What you mean nothing?
  ~We do nothing
What should I do?

   ~Nothing, just enjoy the time that we do have

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time flies
Yashvi
Aug 21, 2014

time flies
so fast
that January
seems like yesterday.

but
time drags
itself out
so long that
I forget
when August began.

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RH 78
RH 78
Dec 19, 2014

There's no going back
Tick tick tick
Hands pass
Tick tick tick
The sands in constant motion
Tick tick tick
Features change
Tick tick tick
It waits for no one
Tick tick tock
I have none of it
Tick tock tick
Mustn't waste it
Tock tick tick

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Lord time is loading a gun
Yoni Sav
Yoni Sav
May 16, 2014

Lord time is loading a gun

  First, he loads
  the seconds
  The first time you met, the way you felt

  The minutes
  soon after
  Your first date, knowing it's fate

  The hours
  afterwards
  Sweet talks into the night, the regret after the first fight

  Next slightly fazed
  he stacks in the days
  Getting to know each other, finding love in one another

  months goes down the Musket
  as he seals the casket
  The special why she smiled, awaiting your first child

  Lastly, with tears
  he forces in the years
  You grow old together. Time has cut her tether

Now his work is done
It's time to fire the gun.

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