The days I waste go by so fast in time
Purpose is masked by this shady facade
I must act fast while I am in my prime
This truth ought be that I am truly flawed
This is so numb I am for now distrait
What will I find if I dig deep in thought
It will unearth the true color of gray
And learn the truth of my future is naught
Today I soar or so I think I do
Oh wait I fall onto the ground and die
For this repent it is with woe I rue
Who would have thought to think I could not fly
With this disdain it is not I who rise
Someone else will gain their ascend to fame
They all are frauds hiding within their guise
The truth is there are no rules in the game
It is innate in us to want to climb
We all wish to clamber to the summit
But soon we all realize there is no time
This dawn is dusk and we make our plummet
I want to come back and to rise above
Could I return or am I barred for life
This life is done it rips apart true love
With no withdrawal we see that death is rife
-OP
- Author: Owen Powell (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 14th, 2016 01:24
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 45
Comments1
GREAT FIRST POEM OWEN - Welcome to My Poetic Side - great site - great poems and lovely poets ! Your poem has great rhyme and great rhythm - nice to recite. Your content is very honest and describes how lots of us feel from time to time.. Take heart there is life after NIHILITY ! Thanks for sharing BRIAN.
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