Category: Writers Block
This is a poem I recently wrote.
Time
time can be a blessing
when the minutes are filled with joy
drowsy and calm
singing a sweet song of hope
time can be menacing
moving too fast for you to make good decisions
swirling and howling
ticking your life away
recording fatal mistakes that can never be changed
time can be neutral
just lying in wait
for the chance to strike
or the chance to calm the burning soul
moving too fast
but with no decisions to regret
time can surprise
just when you were enjoying your life
there it is haunting you again
you can't escape time
no matter how much it hurts
the minutes
the seconds
the hours
all blur together
forming you
creating a past
that will forever shadow you
setting your mistakes in stone
the weight of the years
falls endlessly on your shoulders
all you can do
is hope that someday soon
your pendulum will stop
and you will sigh with relief
for you have escaped time
--7-1-04
i agree with that and its well written
are there enough hours in the day for you?.
Definitely not. But it also has a hidden meaning, that death is a blessing as well. The whole point of this poem it to describe how time moves so fast and that when you screw up you have to live with it forever.