
Poetry is the orphan of silence. The words never quite equal the experience behind them – Charles Simic
Runaway Time
I’m still shocked beyond belief,
A life’s beginning,Another life ends,
I try to make things straight again but there never going to be okay,
And now the time I had will now vanish in the air,
There’s colors and life beyond belief,
But who knows what the future holds,
A thing of past,I can’t replace,
Awaits a time for life’s rebirth,
Meantime, I’ll spread my wings and fly,
Sometimes I look up in the stars,
Try to focus and hypnotize myself,
The full round moon and the star-laden sky,
Makes me realize one thing for sure,
Why must I live in nothing but dark,
If there’s still a light I haven’t touch,
A break from myself I need to take,
To find some self-peace for pity’s sake,
Take time to notice,
Take time to remember,
Take time to think,
Take time to care,
Coz runaway time,Never wait for me.
WRITTEN BY SK
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