We keep looking back, though we know that it's useless. Time is rather unforgiving. Once it's over, there is no going back. You can't turn back time, You can't jump ahead either, You can't stop, pause, or fast forward. You have to take what you can get, make the most of it while it plays. Time only deals with the present. We might be stuck in the past, or wondering about the future… Meanwhile the present goes by, seemingly in the blink of an eye. And very soon, before you know it or realize it, it's all over.
This poem was written in response to Sadje’s What Do You See prompt #51. Thank you, Sadje for hosting this challenge. The challenge is to use the picture prompt as inspiration to compose an original story, poem, or a caption.
For the visually challenged reader. the image shows an hour glass sitting on a small table. The sand has run through the glass. Two hand are reaching for it from opposite ends.
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This is why I need a time machine 🤷🏻♀️
Beautiful poem, dear! 😊
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So true and so well portrayed.
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You speak such true and wise words.
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love this Swheta! so nicely delivered! 👏👏👏 ❤️Cindy
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Words of wisdom Shweta. Thanks for joining in the challenge my friend
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So good 😊
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Wise words there. Good one Shweta 😊
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Great work Shweta! Time is so less and more too!
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Wow, may be I needed to read this.
Thanks for sharing.
How you doin Shweta?
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Thats a beutiful heart melting verse
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time indeed really matters.. and you said it well here Shweta.
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Well penned, Shweta 😍🌸 it’s lovely!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Perfect and heartfelt, as always. you should be proud!
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What you say is so very true. Having dealt with loss it is hard to move from the past, it is something you want to hold onto. Unfortunately, you do miss out on the present. There isn’t any way to change the past, even if we try so hard. I think moving on in some situations is scary, maybe why people get stuck in it. My therapist brings me back to the present quite often when I get hung up on all the things that have happened before. Reminding yourself to not miss what is going on now is super advice.
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As it is said, Time & tide wait for none!! Lovely poem and each word is nicely picked to convey the meaning!!
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This is the perfect take on the prompt. Once gone, there’s no use looking back or thinking about it. Better to plan and move ahead.
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Very nice use of the prompt. Enjoyed reading the poem. Good one!
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The only time I have is the now today .Lovely poem I must say
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I loved your way of writing.
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Beautifully written poem. Enjoyed reading it.
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Well said
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👏👏👌👌
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Yes, yes, yes. Indeed, my friend. I love this poem. Being present to all that we see and feel, not tarrying with the past reminences and the future ponderings. Excellent.❤️
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It’s a lesson that we have to keep reminding ourselves from time to time. I’m glad you loved this poem. Thank you so much for your encouraging words. Your comments have made my day 😃
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Ah, that is so kind, and you’re welcome, my friend, always. Have a lovely rest of your week.🤗🤗
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Thank you. Stay safe. Take care. I hope you have a great week ahead of you too 😊
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