time is running fast
and
now every step is worth countable
i must stay to have the shares allotted for me
and must i leave to get the shares destined thereafter.
A measure for every measure.
But as i leave
the earth is getting smaller and smaller and
it looks like a
tiny moon glowing yellow and i am far off the land
in this Milky way.
Time here is a molten watch and counting is a foolish idea
but i must count the times past and measure the dreams;
dreams i dreamt of
and
those yet to be dreamt about
Out of nothing
i must create a world within a world
a universe endless and
ever expanding.
I adore not the black hole
but
hold the truth and
seek
the eternity.
Sunset Gleams
Quaid Uz Zaman
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 12/23/2020
Poet's note: Of life and death.
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Poem topics: moon, running, truth, earth, eternity, fast, stay, foolish, endless, create, black, hold, step, universe, yellow, adore, worth, watch, time, world, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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