Time

Time

A Poem by AiH

Why does time continue to pass, no matter the bliss of the moment?

No sympathy for the desire to stop the passing hand

Spinning the dial

             Spinning

                        Spinning

                                    Spinning

 

A second is all you have for a chance

A moment can be your only freedom.

 

Chase the time

Before the ticking stops

Before the light burns out

Before the passion dies away

© 2016 AiH


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Added on September 1, 2016
Last Updated on September 1, 2016
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