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Friday, May 16, 2014

Poem about Time: "Devours"



Time is precious. It eats moments when you wanted it to last and slows it down when things are in wrath. Truly, time is gold – a precious thing that we must use properly. Here is a poem that describes how time, devours everything in our lives, inspired by the movie series “The Lord of the Rings”.
Photo by Uroš Jovičić on Unsplash

Toothless it bites
Mouth-less it mutters
Eyeless it cries
Footless it walks

Voiceless it sings
Brainless it teaches
Priceless it demands
Palate-less it devours

Rootless it grows
Endless it stops
Pointless it affects
Boundless it kills

Colorless it paints
Artless it draws
Inkless it marks
Shapeless it carves

Lifeless it moves
Fruitless it yields
Ruthless it helps
Ageless it dies

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