Where is time?

Dolphine29

 

Time passing by

The clock ticking

In its bitter rhyme

Never stopping from sight

 

As time comes and goes

We never feel the real flow

Its existence was the mark

The one we created at our start

 

Conscientious and deep it moves

Where does it lead?

Is our question in truth?

 

Moving forward it goes

Our dreams and feet,

Never ceasing its own

Humble swift groom

 

Time should not matter

The importance is too wrapped

Time never faiths

Nor our light dims

 

In our dreams lie

A pathway, that never

Shrinks or dies

As time passes by

  • Author: Dolphine (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 10th, 2011 11:20
  • Comment from author about the poem: Time is aware and alive as we are never diminish the power of your own existence.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 33
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