Time keeps escaping.
Day by day passes and I get older.
Hours to hours, minutes to minutes.
Running, running away.
Memories that grow wings of a bird and fly away.
Some say time is slow for the young, but I feel it fleeing with my youth.
Time really isn't a thing when you feel it quickly going away.
Closer to my own grave.
Closer to the future I want to see.
Time, tick tick ticking away!
It's so limited, but for some it seems long,
but my eyes never see it slow as I watch it speed across the beach water with the sun.
Time is she really a thing?
She fades quickly and sure doesn't last long,
but she stays each day.
Tick, tick tick time away.
Hello loves, I'm back!
I just got back from the beach!
Update for Wolves Bane soon and also I've got a couple of poems to post! I missed WP while I was gone! :) Thanks for reading! 💗🌹
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Trio Of Words
कविताPoetry from the corner of my little world. Another freestyle poetry book. "You finally saw that I was a puzzle piece that wasn't complete, but aren't we all when our emotions fall?" "So these are all things that keep playing back to me in poetry. A...
