TIME AND ITS NEXXXT MOMENT
A known stranger, my oldest companion
Resides in eternity, brewing potion potent
A known stranger, my oldest companion
Resides in eternity, brewing potion potent
Oozes a mystic aroma, crafts all riddles of life
Time is thy name, it erupts every Nexxxt Moment
Celebrated and selfish, it has an enigmatic presence,
Casts a hard wallop, shocks the meek earthlings,
Life meanders undulates, every fleck of Time, but
Time rules the world, with no reason or rhyme
A grim-faced son, bemoans a doting ill father,
Whose life lumbers, awaiting just a sigh
An ecstatic mother hugs, coddles her new born, and
Whispers her gratitude, floating on a high
An eight little something, treasures a maple-leaf
and featherbeds it in her, fairly tales book
Devout galore praying, at a famed paradise shrine,
Yearning for the Lord’s, just a trifle look
The inscrutable Nexxxt Moment, descends unceasingly,
Garbed in infinite shapes, colours and shades,
Spews fire thunder, and shakes up the slumber,
Showers but bounties and bliss, in abounding number
The grim-faced son is blessed, as father ignites to life
A thunder but strikes the mother, and orphans the child
A whirlwind upsets the girl, deflowering her leaf
The devout all fall, a stampede ruins their belief
It is chaos bedlam, and delight in a conundrum,
Time flies brandishing, its sweet and sour wisdom
As humanity grapples, and weathers the momentum
Incessant Time conjures, to foment its next dictum
Hey Seeker, now relax, glimpse the silver-lining fine
Belief and strength for sure, will glow and shine
Thoughts will flare up howling, bursting out of bondage fence,
Good and bad Moments in Time, will vaporize in evanescence
Infinite past, Timeless future, a life of hundreds years is a speck amidst
Whence we came, where to go, how does one find the tryst
When finite it’s all still, wonder why life be snowed under fear,
Freedom inevitable is close, and lurking somewhere near
Time is thy name, it erupts every Nexxxt Moment
Celebrated and selfish, it has an enigmatic presence,
Casts a hard wallop, shocks the meek earthlings,
Life meanders undulates, every fleck of Time, but
Time rules the world, with no reason or rhyme
A grim-faced son, bemoans a doting ill father,
Whose life lumbers, awaiting just a sigh
An ecstatic mother hugs, coddles her new born, and
Whispers her gratitude, floating on a high
An eight little something, treasures a maple-leaf
and featherbeds it in her, fairly tales book
Devout galore praying, at a famed paradise shrine,
Yearning for the Lord’s, just a trifle look
The inscrutable Nexxxt Moment, descends unceasingly,
Garbed in infinite shapes, colours and shades,
Spews fire thunder, and shakes up the slumber,
Showers but bounties and bliss, in abounding number
The grim-faced son is blessed, as father ignites to life
A thunder but strikes the mother, and orphans the child
A whirlwind upsets the girl, deflowering her leaf
The devout all fall, a stampede ruins their belief
It is chaos bedlam, and delight in a conundrum,
Time flies brandishing, its sweet and sour wisdom
As humanity grapples, and weathers the momentum
Incessant Time conjures, to foment its next dictum
Hey Seeker, now relax, glimpse the silver-lining fine
Belief and strength for sure, will glow and shine
Thoughts will flare up howling, bursting out of bondage fence,
Good and bad Moments in Time, will vaporize in evanescence
Infinite past, Timeless future, a life of hundreds years is a speck amidst
Whence we came, where to go, how does one find the tryst
When finite it’s all still, wonder why life be snowed under fear,
Freedom inevitable is close, and lurking somewhere near
Watch out for the coming Nexxxt Moment, it could define your life,
I wish you a joyride to cloud nine, but rule out not an unruly strife
Questions remain aplenty, what will come Nexxxt? Why? and how?
Your best bet my dear, is to live life to its FULLEST NOW……………..
THISSSSSS very Moment, please don’t wait for the Nexxxt Moment
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