Sunday, January 30, 2011

Time My Foe


Nothing can ruin
this moment
Between you and me
only
these passing seconds
stand a hindrance
to everlasting enjoyment,


this fourth dimension
of reality
is the wall
separating us
and eternal happiness,


I want to keep
holding your hand
but i know
these ticking clocks
keep us in trammel
a stranglehold,


we will wither
become dust
and be one
with the earth,


if only
we could live
in the fifth dimension
far away
from time's grasp...



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Poem By Arslan at 8:08 PM
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6 comments:

  1. HairymanJanuary 30, 2011 at 11:23 PM

    Time really is the biggest pain in the posterior!

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  2. ArslanJanuary 30, 2011 at 11:29 PM

    Yes Hairyman .... I totally agree here!

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  3. UnknownJanuary 31, 2011 at 4:18 AM

    Another good one! this one took time.. exams agaye thay beech mein? :P

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  4. ArslanJanuary 31, 2011 at 2:51 PM

    lol thanks and yes i was busy with exams...

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  5. BabarFebruary 1, 2011 at 5:49 AM

    Awsm yaar!!! per true waqyee time bohat kaam milta hay :p

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  6. ArslanFebruary 1, 2011 at 1:53 PM

    thanks Babar

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