As Time Flys By

As Time Flys By

A Poem by Annie29

Maybe a little recovering from a heart ache?

As time flys by so do I.
There's a change of faces,
and a lack of embraces.
Water turns to wine,
you're no longer mine.
Days grow long,
and love is gone.
As time flys by.

© 2013 Annie29

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A wondeful short poem. And its truethat as time goes by, we change! Great write!

Posted 7 Years Ago

This is the scene out the late night train from someplace to somewhere. Watching everything flash by as one's thoughts are still in that last moment, that was a life time ago, yet fresh as spring.

Nicely Penned!

Posted 7 Years Ago

i haved lived through this one. it's incredible how you have captured it so thoroughly with so few words. "water turns to wine, you're no longer mine" as if the miracles weren't for me, water could be wine but i couldn't hold on to you....amazing piece. so succinct. thank you for sharing!

Posted 8 Years Ago

Short, simple, frank and highly expressive. Loved it. :)

Posted 9 Years Ago

Simple and cute. I like it.

Posted 9 Years Ago

Short and simple. That's all it needed to be to express the sadness in this piece of work. Great poem.

However, it's f-l-i-e-s.

Posted 9 Years Ago

Heartache and sadness go together, but as time passes we grow the pain receeds and we begin to flourish once again.

Beautiful poem

Posted 9 Years Ago

perfect little poem

Posted 9 Years Ago

Perfectly imperfect. LOVED this, I'm really going to watch your stuff, I think you have a great writer's tongue :)

Posted 9 Years Ago

Indeed a bit on the somber side, but I detect a slight bit of hope in there as well. At least, that's what I saw when I read, "Water turns to wine". In the absence of those previously loved, it is like the healing of a wound... unpleasant, but necessary.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on February 13, 2011
Last Updated on February 12, 2013




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