Time Is Not A Constant

Time is a mirage to keep you in
A continuation of what was and about to begin
In sleep we travel far to unknown places from within
The subconscious eye that gives us perspective
of a singular enlightening
The world has many pictures but the brain can take
billions more and everyone is yours forever until
your soul becomes celestial
then so starts the real journey
of your soul entity generating
Space is what we endure every day
but when we are free from our bodies
light travels everywhere
and so shall we in colours really happening.

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Peter Kiggin

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I am a poet through and through and anyone that tells you different you must deny it and slap them across the face very roughly indeed. I love the normal things in life and turning them into mysterious meaningful emotionally attached fascinating object or subjects.
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J.rid
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Peter that is true for me too, but I am not in a hurry yet to reach that stage.
I enjoyed once again one of your poems.

Shamala Chandran
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Time has that amazing enigma around it…which we are unable to understand…very well written poem explain it..

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