Time is forever ongoing
Ticking and bypassing
As I wait
Sit and wait for the right
Second, minute, hour, moment.
Moments of watching life pass me by
As I let fly by the right life for I
Am more than just flesh taking up space
For I am Queen, Nubian and worthy of all things concrete and abstract.
I act in frustration maybe even anger but I feel in Love in and spirit in which was bestowed upon I so as I sit and meditate
On my life and watch Time
Pass me by as I sit in my past Time.
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PoetryShort random poems written by the eccentric Poet Brianna Guice. Filled with love, pain, happiness and desire these poems will hopefully touch the hearts of anyone who reads them.
