a second is not a day, my love

 

 

time fleets for all equally

yet   one writes of time to plead a case

 

lament a passing   to whom   pray tell

may we direct our plea

 

our lament   to a god   to god   pray tell

to the cold moon 

 

to the circling stars   to buddha which lies within the belly

i sigh

 

were a second a day

it would not be enough

  

~

 

a second is not a day   my love

time is limitless

 

but not for us   

sip and savor that which is fleeting

 

 

i tell you   my love

were a second a day it would not be enough

 

~

 

query   what would a thousand seconds be   

to a single night   pray tell   

 

~

 

let not the night be that of the blood moon

 

 





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Written on 2023-11-19 at 07:39

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MIRZA AHMER BEG The PoetBay support member heart!
this yearning is not without a reason ,life needs a strong philosophy to abide by and then get answers to the questions we have .These philosophies one may get in prophet jesus ,prophet muhammad (peace be upon them both) or anywhere else.Its your soul that finally decides
2023-11-20


Sameen
There's a muted sense of yearning permeating throughout this poem. You have given your unique voice to that sensation, and where I'm sat, on the other end, all I hear is beautiful music.
2023-11-19


D G Moody The PoetBay support member heart!
An enigmatic poem, which I find deserves careful reading.
2023-11-19