How much do you think time would cost? Would someone buy 5 more minutes during their final breath Or 2 more years to your partner's lifespan Others selling their hours in hopes of being rich A birthday girl being gifted 2 more hours A single father selling his minutes for some dollars Being robbed of the minutes you just bought Saving up your silver coins to buy your mother an hour Priceless moments will outweigh all the Earth In the end, will we realize time's real worth?
My notes are filled with little snippets of thought a scribble of letters, genuine but unrefined it seems that when I feel passion I lack the motivation yet when I sit down with a glass of lemonade laptop in hand and cool breeze running through my hair my mind suddenly seems to lack a single coherent thought discouragement turns the pink sugar water to mud I question how I can declare poetry my love when I have not showered it with affection in months maybe I try too hard to turn pretty what's meant to be misshapen maybe each word doesn't have to flow like a steady stream divulging the meaning of this world or the secrets in my heart maybe it's alright if a poem feels more like treading over rocks than drifting to sleep on a giant fluffy cloud maybe this is enough