On the seed-bed of time
We are sowing the seeds of love
Sprouting and sprawling its essence
Over the time forever;
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On the rose-bed of time. Yes, time waits for no one; so, we have to use time wisely. Nice work.
There are many things being sown on the seed-bed of time as the poem details. All if they are good make the journey of life fulfilling and complete. Every moment is surely precious and at all times we feel the foot step of time.
Our poems: always better than the feeling put into them; and greater than the readings; changing as many wise metaphors and true word spiritualizes...
As we sow so we reap, a time bed or glebe of time is under one's control if we check our act in fact we suffer less, Sprouting and sprawling- sprouting is a process (natural) sprawling is dirty process - nice use of words..similarly ...A nice poem Seed Bed basic instinct thank you
Just a hit straight on the mere reality of life...time..love..death....over population.....liked it...Good!
Just a hit straight on the mere reality of life...time..love..death....over population.....liked it...Good!
A lot of ideas in the poem and likes it. Life is lot of events and periods as in the poem. well done.
well, at your invitation i read this once. if you don't mind some well-intended 'suggestions' or 'uncertain comments' from me about it, ASK ME AGAIN, and i shall read it again, and comment more fully. thanks for sharing. bri :)
Stunning write with very inspired lines that soar with the beauty of love connecting like the ocean and it's beaches they breathe as one, happiness overflows naturally like nature's freedom!
A powerful perspective that expresses expansive ideas about time. well done my friend!