my poems

ALL HAS TIME

I wake when the clock's ticking
lying in my bed, looking in my hands
notice that i freely move my two hands
And still i this same scenario
where the day begins
i feel that i am still alive

At the same time
i look in the mirror and see myself
i suddenly think that this body and flesh
will soon be gone...Gone in this World

Living in this world
you walk, you laug, you cry, youdreamed
and you tried to do everything create it
You enjoy seeing many things, places,sceneries
even the birds flying in the sky

You meet many people, fanily, freinds,relatives
and the ones you love
You enjoy being with them as if your
dreaming and hoping you'll never wake up

But..It is sad to think that
everything i this world will soon end
Everything has it's own time
All is going to Die
All is going to Vanished
All is going to Disappear
And when that time comes...
Am i ready to face that ending of my life?