Time’s Mistress

She was Time’s mistress.
Time- her soul’s companion.
For long, she did what Time dictated,
and Time was kind to her.
She flourished and blossomed,
attracting Envy- her lover.

But Time changed and
became wary of her.
It demanded she retire:
let her hair gray and
let her beauty wane.

She refused, holding tight
onto fabric of Time’s past.
Like a lover anguished,
she abandoned all,
clutching to what once was
and was no more.

Time pitied her
as a foolish foe.
It let her stay,
it let her fray.

A/n: This turned out a little longer than I thought it would. Oh well, the picture was just too beautiful to ignore. I viewed it at
—> http://bcr8tive.com/category/photography/models/. Go check it out but beware, they have a strict copyright policy. Remember, if it inspires you to write something, please do share your work with me in the comments below! I promise to read and leave a response. πŸ˜‰ πŸ˜€

Toodles…

~ Anum

27 comments

  1. sheenmeem · March 12, 2014

    Great poem! You have a beautiful mind.

    • anumshafique · March 12, 2014

      Thank you so much! πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

  2. Patrice · March 12, 2014

    Beautifully sad, but beautiful.

    • anumshafique · March 12, 2014

      Thank you Patrice… The passing of time is such that as well: Beautiful but sad.

      • Patrice · March 12, 2014

        Yes. It is.

  3. followyourshadow · March 12, 2014

    reminds me of “the more you resist the more it will persist”. Beautifully written.

    • anumshafique · March 13, 2014

      You are absolutely right! Those are some wise words!
      And thank you! πŸ™‚

  4. aishpandey · March 12, 2014

    lovely poem!!

    • anumshafique · March 13, 2014

      Thank you so much! πŸ˜€

      • aishpandey · March 13, 2014

        πŸ™‚ welcome!!!!

  5. randomrose · March 13, 2014

    A lovely piece, fits so well with the pic. You did the prompt proud.

    • anumshafique · March 13, 2014

      Thank you so much! πŸ™‚

  6. billkorich · March 16, 2014

    I Love Your (Message) Poem–My Mistress is Gone–The Hands are Turning –My Heart is Pounding–My Mistress is Coming–My Love, My Wife, Life.

    • anumshafique · March 18, 2014

      Thank you! Nice little poem you have there too. πŸ™‚

  7. soniadol · March 19, 2014

    Reblogged this on Salmawaso.

  8. peacejusticelove · March 20, 2014

    Reblogged this on Peacejusticelove's Blog and commented:
    This is creative, “But Time changed and became way of her. It demanded she retire: let her hair gray and her beauty wane…….””Time pitied her as a foolish foe. It let her stay, it let her fray…………..

  9. john flanagan · March 29, 2014

    fine control in the expression; strong impact

    • anumshafique · March 29, 2014

      Thank you so very much John! πŸ™‚

  10. vbassoc · March 29, 2014

    Well said and well designedβ€”that the verses dwindled as did her life.

    • anumshafique · March 29, 2014

      Thank you, it was not quite that intentional but I’m glad it turned out okay. πŸ™‚

  11. midnighthues · March 29, 2014

    Lovely poem! Time and age are our mind’s artifacts πŸ™‚

    • anumshafique · March 30, 2014

      Thank you so much! And you are so very right! πŸ™‚

  12. 77icyblue · March 31, 2014

    Your piece was beautiful! The stanzas seemed very precise and the imagery was minimalist and very complete. The idea of personifying Time and Envy was done so well, and you managed to make the whole concept understated when it could so easily have become a flowery poem, which worked really well for it.

    I wrote a poem inspired by your beautiful personification of time but it’s too long to post here. πŸ™‚

    • anumshafique · March 31, 2014

      Thank you so much 77icyblue. I am honoured by your wonderful comment. If you have posted your poem somewhere online, you can leave me a link here, or if you wish to share it with me via email, you can message me on atopsyturvyworld@gmail.com. πŸ™‚

      ~Anum

  13. susanissima · April 8, 2014

    Love it!

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