Alan Walsh

Time - Poem by Alan Walsh

The sad impermanance of life,
Cuts into our being like a knife,
We gather awhile and defiantly smile,
Content to remain man and wife.

As the world goes around, those underground,
Reflect it's a matter of time,
When the kiss is a grin and the idea of sin,
Is gone under the earth and the lime.

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  • Cynthia Buhain-baello (9/14/2015 8:48:00 PM)

    Brilliant depth and profound message, an excellent write (Report) Reply

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  • (7/11/2012 10:13:00 PM)

    I smile at your depth. Pain is a incidiuos inspiration. Wow.
    Ps.thanks for your comment. :)
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  • Chyna Parker (7/11/2012 4:33:00 PM)

    nice write :) really well done (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 1, 2012

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