Hope is a word echoing down the corridor
after a friend just out of hearing range
Beauty is an imperceivable imperfection
impossible to detect
Remembering is the bittersweet chocolate
you can’t help but eat again and again
Knowledge is the admission of your
minds’ omission of omniscience
Music is the ray of sun peeking out
after a day of gloom and grey
Society is a broken clock without
a horologist to fix the hidden gears
Metaphors are buckets
bailing out the sinking ship of life
Jan 15, 2018
Jan 15, 2018 at 7:47 PM UTC
Hope is a word echoing down the corridor
after a friend just out of hearing range
Beauty is an imperceivable imperfection
impossible to detect
Remembering is the bittersweet chocolate
you can’t help but eat again and again
Knowledge is the admission of your
minds’ omission of omniscience
Music is the ray of sun peeking out
after a day of gloom and grey
Society is a broken clock without
a horologist to fix the hidden gears
Metaphors are buckets
bailing out the sinking ship of life