hourglass

rydaddy_98

                                Who am I
                                to try to burn a path
                through the sands of time and purpose
       every grain is a moment
    almost a breath
 they stick to me long after I’ve left the dunes
 I carry the remnants
   some memories I wish to hold on to forever
         others are nightmares I pray to forget
                         I’m covered head to toe
                                       they clothe me
                                                they create me
                                if I shake some may fall away
                but new moments will fill the vacancies
           forever I am changing
        forever I play in the dust  
  and when my bones no longer carry my soul
 and my spirit finds a home
      I will fall away
          I will make up the sands of time and purpose
                       where I will live once again
                                     when there is even a whisper of my name
                                               

  • Author: rydaddy_98 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 2nd, 2018 15:54
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 13
Get a free collection of Classic Poetry ↓

Receive the ebook in seconds 50 poems from 50 different authors




To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.