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My Allotted Time

The winds of change will never cease to blow

And the rivers of time will never cease to flow


But my life is temporal it shall not go on forever

Existence has an allotted time in which to endure


Should I shout obscenities or just simply cry

Ball up fists to fight or just lay down and die


Can I sue my parents if life becomes too rough

Scream at the Creator and say I have had enough


Should I worry every second something may happen

That will shorten my allotment, throw my world in a spin


What if the stress of living with dying is more than I can take

If the weight of the truth is something I just can’t seem to shake


The pressure of living I think is killing me quicker than it should

Don’t think about it they say, just enjoy your time, I wish I could


I watched the sun chase the moon as it streaked across the sky

The hands of the clock were spinning so fast I thought it would fly


All about me the world goes whizzing past at a frenzied pace

For me time itself has slowed, I’ve been sidelined from the race


My crazy notes and thoughts I’ll leave behind with paper and pen

Meager ramblings to decode, a nudge to help you to begin


Placing a meaningful word here in prose or some word in rhyme

A colorful kaleidoscope of descriptive words from your allotted time

◄ Waking Up

I Live in a Mirror House ►


Tim Higbee

Sun 10th Dec 2023 12:10

I agree with you Keith. Somedays all you can do is throw up your hands and scream, then move on.

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Manish Singh Rajput

Sun 10th Dec 2023 11:03

Loved it, Tim, meaning and the rhyming. The lines,
"Can I sue my parents if life becomes too rough
Scram at the Creator and say I have had enough", hit me hard as it reminded me of a close relative who was over-pampered by his parents throughout his schooling, and then when the hard college life began, he coldly put the blame on them.
I particularly loved the last stanza. "A colorful kaleidoscope of descriptive words from your allotted time" is such a great line.
Thank you.

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keith jeffries

Fri 8th Dec 2023 22:20

This poem speaks for me as I often reflect on life and ask myself the same questions. No answers seem to be forthcoming but that is the way the cookie crumbles.
Thank you for this,

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