I don’t kill time…

 

I don’t kill time
It gets killed on its own
when I think or write
Is not thinking grains of time
in the thread of life
grains get killed by being there
we go on gathering
and store unwanted beads
beads of words, beads of needs
we need to clean to maintain
all we collect through time
there’s no way to abstain
I don’t kill time
time does kill me slowly
one day I will vanish..

©Sunila.. 13/12/2016.

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About Sunila K

Based in Canary Islands, Spain, Sunila Khemchandani is a teacher, translator and writes poetry for love of English Literature. She has several poems published in English anthology collections (Wings, Change, Indus Valley, Heavenly Hymns, Poetic Symphonies, Synthesis - The Duet Anthology and in two of Brian Wrixon’s anthologies). In 2008, she won the position of the best annual poet in www.poetriesonline.com. Besides writing poems, she translates spiritual articles, books of her spiritual master, proof reading and transciption. Some of her translated works have been published and circulating.

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