On The Banks Of Time

by John Doe   Mar 25, 2016


I sat on the silent sand,
as the water trickled below my feet.
A silent drone of passing life,
while I stayed where I've been.
It was the dawn of dusk,
the sky had started to turn blue.
Washing away the golden sunlight,
as if dirt, by the drops of dew.
And I sat there,
with my feet in the water and head in the sky.
And I sat there,
watching life pass by.
It was melancholy again,
who would kiss me goodnight.
And with the touch of her lips,
I would give up my fight.
And I would flow,
along with the passing life.
And I would flow,
giving up my beloved strife.
Let the water,
absolve me of me.
Flood my lungs,
and set me free.
And push me onshore,
where I'd wait to be found.
So they could box me up,
and bury in the ground.
Let my body rot,
and my spirit be absolved of crimes.
Then with the piety of a free conscience,
I'll live on the banks of time.

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  • 6 years ago

    by Lucifer

    From Start till the end, I never felt disconnected. I think the last two lines says you will live as a ghost for the rest of the time.
    Powerful write, mihir.

    • 6 years ago

      by John Doe

      Thank you so much Lucifer for taking the time to read my work and appreciating it.

  • 6 years ago

    by mossgirl19

    Beautiful imagery for such a very deep poem. You are a truly talented writer. This is excellent.

  • 8 years ago

    by Em

    I have many words to say but they just won't come as the beauty and depth of this poem has captivated every ounce of my being.
    I love the last 4 lines

  • 8 years ago

    by AngelaLuisaCory

    Such beauty and depth to this poem - have read it three times now and still I see something new

  • 8 years ago

    by Brenda

    So deep, so beautiful

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