Down Thee Hourglass 09-02-2011 Poem by David Lara

Somthing deep inside
Calls your name.
I'm simply terrified
It's not the same.

To take back the time
Before this change.
Life is as a mime
Alone and strange.

Emptiness with sorrow
Makes me who I am.
Give me love to borrow
To remember love again.

Without regard cries I
Can you hear me from afar?
To be with you, whishes I
But I see no shooting star.

Feel you with my hands,
My time has passed.
Down, down, goes the sand
In thee hourglass.