Father Time

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Life braids laughter and sorrow. A poignant and soulful poem from Lily.

Vivacious whoops of laughter
Swept him off his feet
Full throttle bliss overload
Never augured good!

Don’t laugh so much
His mamma often chided
You’ll have to cry as much
He never heard ever
So drunk on life was he!

The tide it did come
And swept him off his feet
The river was in spate
The boatmen struggled hard
The ferry was not frail
But Father Time was Hercules!

Time is tide and tide time
No puppets break the string
Tug of war with destiny?
The winner we already know
Puny humans with cocky walks
The gods laugh on in glee!

©Lily Swarn

Pic from Net.

Lily Swarn won the Reuel International Prize for Poetry 2016, Global Poet of Peace and Universal Love, Global Icon of Peace from Nigeria, Virtuoso Award and Woman of Substance. A postgraduate in English from Panjab University, she taught at Sacred Heart College, Dalhousie. A gold medallist for Best All-round Student from GCG Chandigarh, she has University Colours for Dramatics. Widely published and interviewed, she authored, A Trellis of Ecstasy and Lilies of the Valley.