Refining Time Poem by Twisted Strange

Refining Time

Rating: 5.0


Pressured under time
In a concrete box I feel confined
As the walls cave in around
It’s me they’re trying to refine

There’s so much to do
Yet not time to fulfill
The hands on the clock are moving too fast
Motion sickness making me ill

I fee like the alarm will go off
And out of time I will be
If I don’t hurry to plan my future
What will happen to me?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Romeo Della Valle 25 October 2011

Every day is a beautiful day and we must things one at the time! Why rushing so much when you can not get any further until it is the right time? Relax, life is like a puzzle: all the pieces eventually will fall in the right place! Amazing write! Keep it up! thanks for sharing! 10+++ God Bless You! Love and Peace for always! Romeo from New York City....

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