Showing posts with label years. Show all posts
Showing posts with label years. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

TURNING


Earth spinning.
Life passing.
The sun rises.
The sun sets.
A ride too quick.
Too fast.
No stops.
The end comes.
Too soon.

Earth spins.
Life passes.
The sun rises.
The sun sets.
Seasons pass.
A ride too quick.
Too fast.
No stops.
The end comes.
Too soon.

Saturday, December 27, 2014

THE PHONE CALL



The phone call.
I’ve been on hold
for a long time.
Years have passed.
But I’m still waiting.
One day I will have
my answer.
One day someone will
answer me.
But I will keep waiting
until the end of time.

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’s nice to dream, isn’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?

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

IF TIME STOOD STILL


What if time stood still?
We wouldn’t get older.
We would look the same forever.
Would we be bored with life after awhile?
Would be less in a hurry to get things accomplished?
There would be no reason to do things right away.
We would just put off what we could do today for tomorrow.
Then tomorrow, we would procrastinate for the next day.
Let the clock move ahead.
It would be awful to be stuck in time.
What if time stood still?
We wouldn’t get older.
We would look the same forever.
Would we be bored with life after awhile?
Would be less in a hurry to get things accomplished?
There would be no reason to do things right away.
We would just put off what we could do today for tomorrow.
Then tomorrow, we would procrastinate for the next day.
Let the clock move ahead.
It would be awful to be stuck in time.

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

SOMEONE WAITING FOR YOU


Do you have someone waiting for you to come home?
Is she waiting at the window, day after day,
year after year?
Has she grown older?
Is she sad?
Or is she a ghost like you,
waiting for you to find her?
Do you have someone waiting for you to come home?
Is she waiting at the window, day after day,
year after year?
Has she grown older?
Is she sad?
Or is she a ghost like you,
waiting for you to find her?

Thursday, March 6, 2014

WHAT'S THE RUSH?

WHY DO PEOPLE KEEP TALKING ABOUT DEATH
AND KILLING THEMSELVES?
WE ARE ALIVE FOR SUCH A SHORT TIME.
WE WILL BE DEAD FOREVER.
SO WHAT IS THE RUSH?
WHY DO PEOPLE KEEP TALKING ABOUT DEATH
AND KILLING THEMSELVES?
WE ARE ALIVE FOR SUCH A SHORT TIME.
WE WILL BE DEAD FOREVER.
SO WHAT IS THE RUSH?