A Prisoner Of Time Poem by wander angel

Shall I meet you again?

Or you leave me so far away.

Thus you can't hear my sound.

And forget everything in the past.

     I am a prisoner of time.

Locked up in lonesome jail,

Chaining my heart with sorrow felter.

     Missing is penalty that bitting my soul.

When do I free from sin and felter?

Or my fate destinated in single life,

And I can't refuse.

     Shall I meet you again?

I often asking although I know it hard to be.

Oh, when I look at the moon, star and sky

As time pass by.