Time past…

We get there sooner than we think.

Time grow old but time is not ours.
As we grow old time is speeding up.
Like a reminder to us that the end comes before we even know it.
Time get us older and there is no escape from it’s relentness.
Apologize all you can, time wait for nothing.
The slow movement seems fast and the fast seems slow.

Time was never given to any of us.
We were born into the evolution of time.
As children of time we still try to escape.
Time show us what we can reap.

Maybe we have changed time without even knowing our true existence.
We shade for what we want to stay blind.
It’s almost to easy just to let time slip away.
When something intervenes in what we are, we scream.
Like “me too” and the feeling of “violation”.
We pass on the responsibility for our self in strangers hands.

In time we complain and acuse the world to be what it’s not.
Leave messy stains to dirty incident… long time gone.
Telling time does not matter in our glory of what we became.
It’s almost as we want to claim the time past away, long ago.

It’s when time turn light into shadow’s.
Silently choke all what existed before our time.
On our turning away from the natural world as time pass away.
We need others to excuse our self not taking our own resposibility.
Time is a circle where we try to keep a straight line.
Forgetting time owns us all and will devour us.

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About jachso

Hey Destiny Poets. I live in Denmark about 90 km from Copenhagen and works in Roskilde as a teacher and mentor. I'm probably not like most men of my age and yes I am aged 50 years old. I've tried a lot of jobs without finding what I'm passionate about. Writing, I have always loved and I was probably just 14 years old when I produced my first poem. I have not yet been released some of my poems, but I hope it happens one day. I just finished a novel which I would like to have published, now the time and talent show whether I have the ability to write. Poetry has a special meaning for me and this is where I really feel at home. My life has sometimes been marked by many losses. In the mid eighties, I lost my fiance at the time when the accident happened was pregnant. She lost control of the car and drove herself and her child, who was on his way thereby, to death. It has really made its mark on my life and way of thinking. In the late nineties, I had problems with my back and had to seek other avenues to support myself. I finally decided to enroll at university and was admitted to the humanist line. I read philosophy, science, psychology, journalism and history, but philosophy and psychology is my major interest. I thrive today in the RUC aka Roskilde University just 25 km from Copenhagen. My job is to guide and teach, and it is a job with speed and that gives me a lot again. I have two collections of poems ready to be released, if I can find a publisher who will publish them. I have no children, it would obviously be my lot in life although I have tried, but luck never smiled at me that way. If you have any questions for me so I hope you just ask away all you want, I'll respond as soon as I have read the questions. With kindest regards from Jan Sorensen

3 thoughts on “Time past…

  1. amitapaul

    This poem is a philosophical reflection on the way different people perceive time in relation to life , the world and themselves .


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