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Zeitnot

an experiment in self-translation

By Vadim KaganPublished about a year ago 1 min read
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Zeitnot
Photo by Gaelle Marcel on Unsplash

There is no time. No time is left at all.

No days are left, no weeks, no months, no seasons,

And all the clocks have stopped for no good reason,

Around the world the bells no longer toll.

There is no time, if time there ever was,

No sand, no springs, no batteries, no water;

All hands are still at seven and a quarter

All gears are stuck in never ending a pause.

There is no time where time has ever been;

We thought we knew about time and matter -

Without the former, who can use the latter,

And nothing really matters in between.

There is no time. We spent it all, it seems,

And we have missed that moment, one and only,

When we were neither desperate nor lonely

And in control of destinies and dreams

There is no time. No time to blink an eye,

To kiss the tears off long forgotten lashes,

All that is left are slowly cooling ashes.

There is no time. There is no time. No ti…

sad poetry
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About the Creator

Vadim Kagan

I believe that each day is a blessing, every story is amazing and all poems should rhyme!

Instagram: @whines_and_rhymes

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  • Lea Springerabout a year ago

    Ah yes, I've been thinking along the same lines about time! Love it! You've uncovered the crux of time & I feel another one coming from me. Brilliant!

  • Moe Radosevichabout a year ago

    much much much to consider here very nice Vadim 😀

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