Let past slumber
In the folds of time
Let another sunrise each time
Afresh,
To bring glory
In the name of God
Whom you call Allah
And
I call Time.
Let past slumber
In the folds of time
Let another sunrise each time
Afresh,
To bring glory
In the name of God
Whom you call Allah
And
I call Time.
Style/Type: Free verse
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Mental
deviation as times change ,
and when we all come to a full circle
we shall start with
GOOD
and
introduce a TYPO
and call it
GOD...
AMEN
A really interesting perspective.
I almost agree. Unlike Ian, I believe Time does indeed exist, but man will likely never understand precisely what it is. istan
Time is also
a man induced concept,
to act as the first computer ,
which keeps a record of times' occurrences ,
in the channels of periods.
. Thanks friend ,
only Istan for you
An interesting perspective,
though you know I get a nasty little rash at any mention of any names of deities. I agree the poem could use a little expansion and editing.
I'm going to be a complete hypocrite,
and do what I asked you not to do, Loved, link to one of my own poems, my favourite of mine on Time.
http://new.neopoet.com/node/2507
I hope you like it