Wednesday, July 19

Sands Of Time

~Sands of Time~

what map shall I draw ,
what rivers and valleys shall I carve,
out of these sands in lustre,
or do I collect the metals and,
I shall devise a mechanical,
beast that will build monuments,
where we will walk like zombies,
in return of blessings never to come,
out of our collected vices and voices,
the land shall prosper deep into,
future times where we will struggle,
to curb our own freedom,
for justice and sanity among us,
have long gone in petrified moments,
we documented as history,

braving cold winds,
during starless nights,
we gathered in will,
and build monuments to,
the gods of day and night,
starving our people,
and raping the land we lived,
long before we called,
the scriptures to give us,
names of prophets to guide us,
long are those times,
where we lost our morality,
blind to the prevailing sense,
or the natural world,

majestic monuments,
build with sand and metal,
rose around us in time split,
moments suddenly overwhelming,
our senses that when we opened,
our eyes we saw shades of,
grey and black all around us,
masterly crafted during impossible,
days of thunder and sun,
lay evidence of our greed,
and lust for all things organic,
that we want to touch,
and live with,
as something a part of us

Somebody once said,
the sands of time,
flowing no which way,
shall someday stop,
and never reveal its secrets,
such as the human spirit,
someday will stop,
overwhelmed by the universe,
the grand design,
but never by some power,
trading the vagaries of,
war, religion, race and blood,
the human spirit,
is the sands of time

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8 comments:

Don Iannone said...

This is said so powerfully. I like the music of your poetry. Great job!

braving cold winds,
during starless nights,
we gathered in will,
and build monuments to,
the gods of day and night,
starving our people,
and raping the land we lived,
long before we called,
the scriptures to give us,
names of prophets to guide us,
long are those times,
where we lost our morality,
blind to the prevailing sense,
or the natural world,

Keshi said...

such a profound verse!

**war, religion, race and blood,
the human spirit,
is the sands of time

Love that!


Keshi.

Jeevan said...

Very true, nice poem bro, thanks for dedicating us.

Shravanthika said...

Every line of this is "WOW".... Nothing more to add to this :-)
Kewl one with strong words and great poetic sense.... Great going..

EM

Nachi said...

astounding words!!

Ghost Particle said...

[don] thank you sir! It came suddenyl, had to write it down...

[keshi] thanx ya! words that give life to the world.

[jeevan] ur welcome nanba

[emptymind] hey! thanx! will write more in da future...

[nachi] hey! thanx bro! welcome here!

Cinderella said...

You never cease to to leave me spellbound with you poetry...I look up to you Gp.
Mine looks so novice and peripheried.

You're awesome,simply awesome !

gautami tripathy said...

we needed this. i am accessing my blog via proxy servers.

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it rains around the world sleep welcomes the dream, and  enigmatic souls awaken along the eternal shores of destiny