I am encompassing the period
towards the tail and head
of time, in circle
what's the difference?
pacing back and forth,
back and forth...
amalgamating the tenses
except for the now.
I am floating
weightless on the present
anchored in the past and future
to the what ifs and If only I could...
life, exciting at times but
my enthusiasm evaporates
as fast as the mist
in this highly elevated prairie
filled with thin air
that absorbs the blood
through the fissures of my skin
restless and listless
loathing the intertwined nerves
that you've wished it's pierced,
to dissipate
into the vast space of certainty
hours, days and years of wasted time
pondering...
yet lost!
so revealing yet, so fancy to live life we take is just a little bit..... a waste of time iam so in love of this poem..... touching my heart... a waste of time... my dear... hope.... i can take it... thank you....God bless...a 10+
for a moment of your breathe theres nerve that receive a gift for every blink of your eye theres something you miss for every tick of a clock is like water drip on a rock so then sigh not of passing time though it doesn't ring your chime salamat kandis. cheer up.md
As interesting as the others You have a clear way with these words Smooth thinking you possess Equally as pleasing
Candice - Wasted in time is a very thoughtful poem which has got me pondering....... Good work! Cheryl
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
an absolutely stunning vision of this endless merry-go-round of life....fantastic piece