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Upon that day when all I know is lost,
I will thee love, and know it to be love.
Upon that day when fate's cold hand does shove
Mine eyes from yours – I then will know the cost
Of love – that warmth who's absence conjours frost
Upon my tortured breath, my every thought.
I'll know that love's affliction I have caught
On that cruel day when all I know is lost.
This thought my lady, does not ache my heart;
So full of you; for doubt it has no room.
You never, madam, will from my heart fall.
To death –I might add, from the very start–
I'd rather bear some grim, impending doom,
Than know that this was not love after all.
© Edward Hillier, 2011
jo Sep 2018
i am flooded,
swamped,
up to my neck.

how come every metaphor to do with having oodles of work conjours images of my fluttering hands, framed in a deathly silence over a languidly receding ray glimmering, glaring, off the waves ?
i promise im not obsessed with drowning
Jaimien Tolbert Oct 2018
Life its something that is a symphony of
Majestic and demonic sounds that express the experience of the experimentation in time

Time has driven us to pursue either the instant acceleration or the tentative halting of a day, a week, a month , or a year
And the reason why is because life continuously conjours different events that can alter ones perception on how life can be and will be for them
Depending on the constructive or non-constructive critical decisions made

Time is something that undoubtedly can not be changed or stopped for any reason
But what we consiously do with our time depicts how our entire lifes are seamlessly mapped out on a canvas for everyone to analyze and critique

When time is not a pronounce thought in the mind we find a way to lose track of it and it tends to fly by in a blink of an eye and you start to ponder on whether your time spent today was worth losing

You see we all are on a distinct timer for life and what you establish for habits and traits as an individual can determine whether your time in this life is siphened or savoured to the very last second

Time is something that isn't on our side but if we cooperate with it maybe it will drastically commit a change that we hopefully like
but only time in life will determine greatness or misery for us

I hope my time in life has mapped out a legacy for me to have and share with others especially the ones that I care about more than me

PS if If your reading this

your one of those people

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