Joshua Wyatt

Rookie (01/12/1993)

Tomorrow Never Comes - Poem by Joshua Wyatt

There never seems to be enough time.
I sit and wait because I always think there's a tomorrow.
But sometimes there isn't a tomorrow.
Sometimes there isn't enough time.

Tomorrow becomes today and it starts over.
A cycle that never seems to end.
It just repeats forever and ever.

I am afraid of tomorrow.
Afraid because it's a mystery.
And i know what's going to happen today.
Every time i sleep i wake up to today.
Maybe next time i sleep,
i'll wake up and it'll finally be tomorrow.


Comments about Tomorrow Never Comes by Joshua Wyatt

  • Allemagne Roßmann (2/7/2010 9:35:00 PM)


    But Tomorrow never dies
    As we live a life of truth and lies
    Culpable Ties and Gullible Unties
    And when one day we wake up
    To see we are uncle and aunties in our roaring forties
    We count days when one day in seventies
    or eighties or nineties
    or few more in rotten memories
    in dried up eyes and skin's ruptured allegories
    we find our stakes and mistakes
    we fly like bees and birds
    in apiaries and aviaries
    And forget to pay our bills
    of rations, of cellphones, of payday loans, of firms and dairies
    as our fate kills
    to take away our soul in those much awaited hills
    blue bloody hills for our shrills
    no one to listen nowhere to stand by
    So better we take life as what we are destined to take as
    sleeping pills so that it only add to our thrills against viruses-chernobylls
    for tomorrows better drills
    Come Meryls.Come Aprils
    Some other Daffodils, hot Hornbills and spicy Spoonbills
    We have to be life's PIANIST-
    to paint our life with the colour that feels
    every corner for us only for us's us or Ulysses
    Before we go to our registered premises....

    A ten from me--best wishes Ray AAmiT Rothschild....Bravo.
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 3, 2010



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