by Unknown
Dec 2010 341 Views 9 comments
When the clocks stop
I had a light in my hands
The way was bright and secure
It was an illusion, or a nightmare?
As the time runnes in seconds, minutes and days
I get more and more lost.
Time is running behind me
As all the old clocks had stopped
In that moment of truth, of your last word
One second I felt lost.
I'm going down, more down
I'm falling in to the center of my soul
As I'll become a point, a light
Where from I'll be reborn.
The way was bright and secure
It was an illusion, or a nightmare?
As the time runnes in seconds, minutes and days
I get more and more lost.
Time is running behind me
As all the old clocks had stopped
In that moment of truth, of your last word
One second I felt lost.
I'm going down, more down
I'm falling in to the center of my soul
As I'll become a point, a light
Where from I'll be reborn.
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Posted: Dec 2010
About this poem:
Sometimes we feel that the clocks just stop and nothing has sense..Somebody I've lost..and will never retourn...
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Comments (9)
As I'll become a point, a light
Where from I'll be reborn"
beautiful keesy
The poin is that to fall in to our soul, it is an issue for the moments we feel the pain and not when we are happy, the salvation is there, we have to be able to find it..