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Time
Isn't it funny what becomes important
when you're running out of time,
Had your money all spent and accounted for right down to your last dime..
You had it all or so you thought,right there in the palm of your hand..
But what you didn't prepare for.,
were those last few grains of sand..
Because basically what it comes down to is that we have no control..
fate is predetermined... as we reap what we sow...
You could have been all you wanted.. maybe bought all that you wanted..
But the one thing you found out you couldn't buy...
Was Time .
Good-bye is so inevitable...and most people are so forgettable..
Or so life will lead us to believe...
And if everything is predetermined... then what
Is there left for us to believe..
But don't just let this time go by.. without giving it one more try..
Because as long as you live and breathe....
as long as you're still able to
Show them in every way, just how much they mean...to you..
And no don't ever take it for granted....
And don't ever let one single second pass you by
Make up for all that you have lost, now while you are able..
Now is the time to bring it all to the table..
Because if anything is certain in this life...
It's not time..
Time waits for no one.
No not time.
when you're running out of time,
Had your money all spent and accounted for right down to your last dime..
You had it all or so you thought,right there in the palm of your hand..
But what you didn't prepare for.,
were those last few grains of sand..
Because basically what it comes down to is that we have no control..
fate is predetermined... as we reap what we sow...
You could have been all you wanted.. maybe bought all that you wanted..
But the one thing you found out you couldn't buy...
Was Time .
Good-bye is so inevitable...and most people are so forgettable..
Or so life will lead us to believe...
And if everything is predetermined... then what
Is there left for us to believe..
But don't just let this time go by.. without giving it one more try..
Because as long as you live and breathe....
as long as you're still able to
Show them in every way, just how much they mean...to you..
And no don't ever take it for granted....
And don't ever let one single second pass you by
Make up for all that you have lost, now while you are able..
Now is the time to bring it all to the table..
Because if anything is certain in this life...
It's not time..
Time waits for no one.
No not time.
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Posted: Sep 2010
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why
Why we scare to love again
Why when we meet someone
Which we feel is our half
We choose to run
Instead to stay.
Why when we feel is something true
We choose the wrong person
Instead to see the good one near u
Why this?
Why we told nice words
If we didn't feel them?
Why we make promises?
Why all these?
Why when we meet someone
Which we feel is our half
We choose to run
Instead to stay.
Why when we feel is something true
We choose the wrong person
Instead to see the good one near u
Why this?
Why we told nice words
If we didn't feel them?
Why we make promises?
Why all these?
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Posted: Jun 2009
About this poem:
undecided
A Journey
Gentle spiral to the ground.
In circle motion round and round.
Dancing rhythm of its own.
Destination unknown.
Gust remove others.
Legions follow.
Leaving cover.
Soon replaced.
Seasons defaced.
Hint of color.
All so true.
Reaching to skies of blue.
In circle motion round and round.
Dancing rhythm of its own.
Destination unknown.
Gust remove others.
Legions follow.
Leaving cover.
Soon replaced.
Seasons defaced.
Hint of color.
All so true.
Reaching to skies of blue.
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Posted: Jan 2011
Post CommentI love you silence
I love you silence
Because in silence
I find no hurt.
I love you silence
Because in silence
I find no doubt.
I love you silence
Because in silence
I find no jealousy.
I love you silence
Because in silence
I find no regrets.
But more of all.....
I love you silence
Because in silence
I know you are Mine!
Because in silence
I find no hurt.
I love you silence
Because in silence
I find no doubt.
I love you silence
Because in silence
I find no jealousy.
I love you silence
Because in silence
I find no regrets.
But more of all.....
I love you silence
Because in silence
I know you are Mine!
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Posted: Jun 2009
About this poem:
Many times silence says all.
Waste Of Space
There are many things
As I look around my apartment
That are old, decrepit, dusty and worn
I shall hire myself a skip
And throw them all into yesterday
Where they all belong
As relics of the past
Myself included
As I look around my apartment
That are old, decrepit, dusty and worn
I shall hire myself a skip
And throw them all into yesterday
Where they all belong
As relics of the past
Myself included
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Posted: May 2022
Post CommentThe Seer
Closing my eyes tightly yet still seeing
Time and time again I closed them tightly
Some things just never change always the same
The gift of seeing beyond ones eye sight
Usually unable to change the vision
Humans have a way of fighting the truth
Not wanting to believe what they can't see
Their always wanting the tangible proof
The pain is so great I can barely look
My heart already grieving for the loss
If I say would you believe me and change
If not would you turn and love be the cost
Wishing to tell you yet turning away
Hoping this time I will be wrong I pray
Time and time again I closed them tightly
Some things just never change always the same
The gift of seeing beyond ones eye sight
Usually unable to change the vision
Humans have a way of fighting the truth
Not wanting to believe what they can't see
Their always wanting the tangible proof
The pain is so great I can barely look
My heart already grieving for the loss
If I say would you believe me and change
If not would you turn and love be the cost
Wishing to tell you yet turning away
Hoping this time I will be wrong I pray
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Posted: Apr 2017
About this poem:
Just thoughts and ramblings.
What comes
What comes is not expected
And expectations
Fall short of
Reality
And expectations
Fall short of
Reality
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Posted: Nov 2017
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Early One
Darkness lit by breaking dawn
Shimmering light on water born
Profiling swells of the morn
And yet to come
Crystal clear but has a bite
Residue from a dark cold night
Wetty on nice an tight
Time to get undone
Paddling out through the break
Ocean creatures are awake
Hope they've eaten for my sake
Cant wait for the sun
A light offshore holds the face
Taking off its no race
Trying to find that special place
Perfection no glum
Slicing through sheets of glass
Visions brewing of the past
Memories that will always last
Forever to come.
Shimmering light on water born
Profiling swells of the morn
And yet to come
Crystal clear but has a bite
Residue from a dark cold night
Wetty on nice an tight
Time to get undone
Paddling out through the break
Ocean creatures are awake
Hope they've eaten for my sake
Cant wait for the sun
A light offshore holds the face
Taking off its no race
Trying to find that special place
Perfection no glum
Slicing through sheets of glass
Visions brewing of the past
Memories that will always last
Forever to come.
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Posted: Mar 2011
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BEHIND A LOOK
Eyes that don't lie ...
feel their sensitivity.
Mouth that shut up, in the silence of a while.
Heart that feels pain, cries a fate.
Tramp being, lives in the inertia of a world,
where the images that surround you! ..
they are pure in heart, naive in feeling.
Your feeling is the eyes that speak, spring in a tear.
Beautiful nature to the eyes that close,
decode you with a simple smile,
I do not let this impossible desire escape the instant.
Heart, your beat accelerates.
Thought that you make me wish ...
hope your eyes live in the springs of tears,
I don't see you but I feel you in a chest.
Dreams that live with the wind touching my dry face.
Frosted from the look or mist of nature,
hide passion for a plural.
Disown me or bless me,
behind a look, my being.
feel their sensitivity.
Mouth that shut up, in the silence of a while.
Heart that feels pain, cries a fate.
Tramp being, lives in the inertia of a world,
where the images that surround you! ..
they are pure in heart, naive in feeling.
Your feeling is the eyes that speak, spring in a tear.
Beautiful nature to the eyes that close,
decode you with a simple smile,
I do not let this impossible desire escape the instant.
Heart, your beat accelerates.
Thought that you make me wish ...
hope your eyes live in the springs of tears,
I don't see you but I feel you in a chest.
Dreams that live with the wind touching my dry face.
Frosted from the look or mist of nature,
hide passion for a plural.
Disown me or bless me,
behind a look, my being.
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Posted: Mar 2020
About this poem:
BEHIND A LOOK
Fayum Mummy
Fayum Mummy
Portraits Of Old
Peering-Out ->
Through *Eyes*
So Bold
Tell Of Stories
Of Lives
Foretold
Portraits Of Old
Peering-Out ->
Through *Eyes*
So Bold
Tell Of Stories
Of Lives
Foretold
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Posted: Nov 2013
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