Sonnet XXII – Good times

Why do good times pass through rapidly?

And clock’s pointers do race each other.

Why does time flee when in serenity,

Our souls swim, and our hearts and laughs scatter?

 

But when hardship blots out, time lies glacial

And clock’s pointers are so frigid in place

For sorrow leaks as we grow so fragile

And our minds go insane in time and space

 

Although good times of joy wear out so fast

But they dwell with us deep within our heart

We recall the untamed laughter of past

And warm smiles crack down the murkiest dark

 

I guess good times have their own cosmos

Where there is no hurt, pain, sadness or lose

 

Author's Note

What do you think?

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

what do i think?

i think you are spot on. The good times fly by, the tough times seem to loiter like a bad penny, waiting to pounce on us over and over again...

what is that song?

"time goes by so slowly, and time can do so much"

sometimes damage and sometimes ...well we can only hope.

[Adam Lebzo -RonninWarrior-]

Indeed! thank you again, Jacob :)