Time Poem by Dark Wolf
Time
It sits still,
it flies by,
but is it real?
or is it a lie?
no one really knows
how exactly time goes,
but all I can say....
is that I hate it.
it makes me sad,
it makes me cry,
it makes me live,
it could make me die,
I wish it would so I could go
away from this pathetic world
and lay in the ground at peace.
Away from all this this misery and
pain....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/2/2024 2:13:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
good job! time flew.....keep writing!