Showing posts with label tick tock. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tick tock. Show all posts

Friday, April 30, 2021

GOODBYE


Time is ticking away.

I fear I cannot stay.

Goodbyes must be fast,

And soon in the past.

My train is on the track.

I didn’t have time to pack.

So sad to leave today,

But what is there to say?

Goodbye, my dear for now

As I take my last bow.

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

TRAPPED IN WONDERLAND



Too many people on the streets.
Cars honking their horns.
People shoving each other.
When did life become so hectic?
Why is everyone in a hurry?
Where are they all going?
They become a blur to me.
One shoving mass of humanity.
Hurrying to their end.
No individuality.
No caring.
No manners.
Only a need
to get somewhere fast.
Trapped in their
Alice of Wonderland—
in a hurry to go nowhere.

Sunday, August 17, 2014

FOR ETERNITY



Round and round go the
hands of time.
No getting off the ride
while the hands keep moving.
On and on without stopping.
For eternity.
Tick tock.

Friday, July 4, 2014

TIME IS PASSING US BY

Do we truly see ourselves as we are?<br /> As a body with a soul running through it.<br /> A soul that could be black as death<br /> or as light as the sun shining above.<br /> Who are we?<br /> We are what’s inside<br /> and not the pile of skin<br /> and bones on the outside.

Do we truly see ourselves as we are?
As a body with a soul running through it.
A soul that could be black as death
or as light as the sun shining above.
Who are we?
We are what’s inside
and not the pile of skin
and bones on the outside.

Come here clear water.<br /> Wash onto the shore.<br /> Wash away all the dirt<br /> and debris from life.<br /> Purify us and our souls.<br /> Let us clear our minds<br /> and enjoy the beauty<br /> of the ocean.<br /> It brings a newness to our lives<br /> and our souls.
 
Come here clear water.
Wash onto the shore.
Wash away all the dirt
and debris from life.
Purify us and our souls.
Let us clear our mind
and enjoy the beauty of the ocean.
It brings a newness to our lives
and our souls.
 

Sunday, June 1, 2014

TIME STOPS FOR NO ONE


Time continues on and on.
Without stopping or hesitating.
What if time stopped?
Would we still age?
Would everyone and everything
come to a stand still?
It&#8217;s nice to dream, isn&#8217;t it?
Time continues on and on.
Without stopping or hesitating.
What if time stopped?
Would we still age?
Would everyone and everything
come to a stand still?
It’s nice to dream, isn’t it?