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  117.     

Slap Of Time

Time changes everything
time changes tomorrow
time beaten is a time kept
time allow all to come to be
time is realy life

slap of time has brought us this far
slap of time has made us this great
slap of time has given us some things to hold
slap of time has given meaning to our lives
slap of time has brought us together

time, the mother of life
time, the bringer of death
time, the hope for those who wait
time, the procrastinators' deciever
time, the best to apply to our lives

the slap of time can bring our desire
the slap of time can make our dreams come true
the slap of time can change our lives forever
the slap of time can bring us through it all
the slap of time, I wait to witness her beauty.
 
John Ugolo Umah

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  118.     

Hands Of Time

The hands of time knows no bounds
For time itself is limitless
The hands of time affect this ground
For every second you see less
The hands of time won't back down
For time is older than us
The hands of time makes people frown
For time is younger than us
The hands of time will never stop
For time is never slow
The hands of time are always on top
For time will always show
The hands of time are our might
For time puts us in a haze
The hands of time never stops even at night
For time is like a maze
The hand of time always plays
For time is great for all
The hands of time makes lazy people lay
For time is a wall
The hands of time lies like us
For time is always Beautiful
 
Jace Porter

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  119.     

Trying To Hide Deeper

No astronomically colossal wave in the ocean should ever forget; that it was once upon a time a minuscule stream of frigid water,

No pompously extruding tree in the forests should ever forget; that I was once upon a time an inconspicuously trembling seed,

No flame escalating handsomely towards the sky should ever forget; that it was once upon a time a diminutive flicker emanating from the bedraggled candle wick,

No majestic eagle soaring high in the clouds should ever forget; that it was once upon a time an infinitesimal fledgling whimpering insatiably; at the disappearing of light,

No royally grandiloquent castle should ever forget; that it was once upon a time a profoundly disheveled brick; freshly baked under raw rays of sunlight,

No winner basking in the glory of incredulously earned victory should ever forget; that he was once upon a time shivering in nervous hysteria at the starting point,

No fathomless dungeon impregnated with biscuits of glittering gold should ever forget; that it was once upon a time a obsolete hole; losing its entity each time as the winds blown,

No impregnably towering mountain should ever forget; that it was once upon a time a lump of transient mud; being trampled by every entity transgressing its way,

No boundlessly incomprehensible desert should ever forget; that it was once upon a time a granule of insipid dirt; hovering without a stature of its own; wholesomely solitary in the Universe,

No tumultuously mighty avalanche of ice should ever forget; that it was once upon a time a droplet of water almost freezing to death in the icy winds,

No blissfully blossoming fantasy should ever forget; that it was once upon a time a rustic idea; which kept dwindling infinite times even before it took ephemeral shape,

No profusely embellished skin should ever forget; that it was once upon a time; nakedly fragile; when just born,

No overwhelmingly eloquent tongue should ever forget; that it was once upon a time; babbling worse than a child; while in divinely deep sleep,

No insurmountably thundering echo should ever forget; that it was once upon a time; a disastrously squeaky voice; nimbly caressing the rocks,

No unsurpassably successful businessman should ever forget; that he was once upon a time; a wholesomely ignoramus novice; just starting to learn the tricks of the manipulative trade,

No unbelievably scented lotus should ever forget; that it was once upon a time; a tiny bud extruding from mammoth chunks of dirt all around,

No entity celestially married should ever forget; that it was once upon a time; philandering like a mosquito to manifest its romance into reality,

No invincibly powerful organism on this earth should ever forget; that it was once upon a time withheld by the Lord; in the realms of mesmerizing heaven,

And no Human; possessing even the most Herculean strength on this planet should ever forget; that once upon a time he was an uninhibitedly crying child; trying to hide deeper and deeper inside the chest of his sacrosanct mother.
 
Nikhil Parekh

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  120.     

Time

Time has come and time has gone
Stolen times and times of song
Intense pleasure and Intense pain
Time has yielded us time and again

Time is fragile and has merely revealed
That more time is needed before we are healed

And so,

Time will ebb and time will flow
Time will tell and in time we’ll know
This love was destined, this love was due
For time means nothing …without you.
 
Lucinda Louise

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