Black & White Friday – time after time


As always feel free to join in and I hope you have a wonderfull Friday 🙂


~ by Oloriel on October 11, 2013.

16 Responses to “Black & White Friday – time after time”

  1. They say sands through the hour glass
    our lives by grains of sand
    slowly beginning at the top
    our life depleting till the end

    cannot halt the time
    nor the grains, life measured by the hour
    but we should savour minutes
    even seconds of our life

    for we don’t know if the grains would clog
    and the life we know to cease
    please grant them slowly on their way
    please grant them slow release


  2. the truth funnel
    through which pass away
    the present time
    into a moment of past

    sieved through situations
    that pervade the lifetime
    it is the ultimate tube
    having you realize the truth

    sand kernels of many lives
    at once passing and after another
    never ending trail to abyss
    where lies and lies the truth

  3. […] For Black and White Friday […]

  4. Is there an “after”?
    It goes without saying; its voice getting louder
    the more I discover I have to remember.

    • Very deep words. I think “after” is at times different for each of us – yet we often crave a universal way, a universal glass bottom, one same last grain.

  5. […] The is for Sahm’s Monday Poetry Prompt #24: Color Blind at BWP and B&W Fridays inspired by […]

  6. Beautiful hourglass! I hope your time is passing through goodness Selena 🙂

  7. I think every day should be black and white day…heheh… :0) Great pic!

  8. Our hearts beats remind us the passing of time.Brilliant poem.jalal

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