Time - Mayed Al Qasimi 05/01/2010
 I gawp and then the trance begins I see a future that thirteen will cast Time is not linear as my soul ascends What once was is not yet the past Tomorrow holds a promise to kiss So gently the sun rattles the mast Around and around, it shall not miss This is the birth of what is to last If you can, do understand this No more the world, behold, avast Choose wisely, my friend, the path to bliss For life will pass by really fast Commentssalma 05/01/2010 9:56pm
i looove it Mel 07/01/2010 12:23am
Its beautiful. x Amina Qureshi 02/03/2010 6:01pm
Tomorrow may hold a deadly death kiss which maybe we never anticipated. Choosing the path to bliss is again just something we can dream of, which may or may not be true. Tomorrow may be just another day which will continue the grief of today.. A grief that has lasted many decades. 24/04/2011 9:46pm
Amazing! You are an enlightened and clairvoyant son! Through the readings of the events nowadays we feel quiet sure that this world will not remain as it is. Changes will happen all over the globe, either caused by man or by nature. But, what is the secret of number 13 in your poem? It may hold a certain significance which is not yet known! Remember that when we write the poem, we get out of reality into a state of Nirvana. This situation makes us write what we do not see with our eyes but what we feel with our souls. Your comment will be posted after it is approved. Leave a Reply | AuthorMayed Al Qasimi ArchivesJanuary 2012 PoemsAll |
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