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Rated: E · Poetry · Philosophy · #1077120
This is a poem about the nature of time and how it constantly demands your attention.
Today flew me by
gone in a flicker of my eye
pushed by the torrent of invinsible time
today it seems I forgot to capture mine

It may be a sign that I am young
Of a time I am still free
With my song not yet sung
My time yet to be

A time where I hope to do nothing
A time of no time
A time where I drink, dance and sing
A time I crave the sublime

In this time I am meant to carve my future
A future of strength
In a place I should be able to Nurture
In this world where my life plays its length

But that time slipped by again
I was alocated nothing today
I will giveup then
To wander a timeless stray

No time for fun
No time for me
No time to find what I can be

Unless of course
I catch that time
I grip down hard and make it mine

Then what could I achieve
In this world of messed up dreams
Where could I go?
Who could I be?

Maybe I could hold the world above my head
Have people follow where I have led
Fill the world with joy and love
With time to fit me like a glove

The sky's the limit in my dreams
But for time thats not enough it seems
For time demands my blood my sweat and tears
Time demands great effort and the passing of many years
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