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Saturday 5 December 2009

Stop:




Time is like a clock in my heart
it never stops ticking
doesn't slow doesn't pause
just keeps on winding down
the minutes the hours
days and weeks
months and years 
until there is only the silence
for now the clock turns 
its hands reaching
for those lost moments 
gone to where ever it is
time surely goes
maybe to the wind 
or even the heavens
were its stored and saved 
for another moment
to be shared perhaps
by someone else
in another time another place
time is always eternal
and will always be
constituently turning without that pause
until there is only time left
escape you may try
run you surely will
but far you wont reach
afore the time concludes
and your left with nothing
but the hollowness
of the empty heart
long run out and long vacated
left standing but alone 
so for now as the time goes by
the seconds I do grab and surely hold
the minutes I use to find
all I need and want
to wile away the hours
for living is free
and surely enjoying
never aware that behind the doors
time slowly slips on by

~~~



1 comment:

Anonymous said...

It never stops but it can slow down.. sometimes it's better that way. Beautiful work my friend.