"myans" poems
Away from the sun
Pale gets warmer
Never number one
Ashes get colder
And the Myans predicted
Only time will tell
Just swimming in my personal hell
We're all sitting ducks
Please hold me tight
Though the night
I’m a crow perched on
A telephone pole
Just waiting for the worms
Lightning comes
I am numb
On the road
Misunderstood
The dove sought after
A change for good
A chance shot at her
Fly with the crow
I want to yell
Swimming in my personal hell
Studying the nest
Bulimic rests
In the throat
And the eagle
Iconic white
If only his mind was right
He’d know that his dove
Has fallen in love
With a crow
Time heals wounds
But it also kills slowly
The dove’s heart grew
Yet blood stopped pumping
Pain felt the crow
As the bells tolled
Swimming in his personal hell
All life aside
He dove through the lake
Drowned and died
Drifting away
No longer felt pain
Free to escape
See the dove again
And the clear water
Drew a surprise
As the tears swept softy from my eyes
There laid the dove
Sent from above
Waiting for me
Drifting away
Drifting away
Drifting away
Drifting away
May 15, 2012
May 15, 2012 at 10:18 AM UTC
Time is such a messed up thing isn't it..?
There's never enough of it is there...?
It either crawls by when you're waiting for something
or it flies by when you're having fun.
I hate living by a clock.
It seems so silly.
I would rather watch the sand fall in an hour glass than
watch the hands tick on a clock.
I would prefer there be no time at all.
I would like to not have to live by a clock.
I'm always in a rush, always running behind.
And it's all because of time.
I get paid according to hours.
I get off work according to a clock.
I make money by the amount of time I work.
A thing an inanimate object runs my life...
How messed up is that?
It's of the essence they say.
It flies by they say.
Blink and it's gone.
Mess around and lose it.
Lose too much and regret it.
Use it wisely and you'll be more productive.
Cherish it for it goes by quickly.
Take time to smell the roses.
Make time for the things you love.
I wish I had more time for that.
What a contradiction time is.
What a rat race we all live in.
Enjoy the time you get while you're here because you can't get it back.
Time is something you can't ever get back.
How sad is that?
You can't go back only forward.
Sometimes I want to go back.
Only in your mind can you back track in time.
Memories are made in time.
All things heal with time they say.
Time, love, and tenderness heals a broken heart I guess.
I just don't get it.
I just don't understand.
Stupid Myans why did they invent this?
You can reflect on time and look back on it but you can't stop it.
You can't get it back no matter how hard you try.
Time well spent.
I have to leave your side according to the time on the clock.
I make love to you as the minutes rush on by.
I hold you so tight cause I don't want to ever let you go.
But somehow I can't ever hold you tight enough to make the time slow.
I think i've come to the conclusion that time just *****
It dictates way too much!!!
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Nov 22, 2013
Nov 22, 2013 at 1:50 PM UTC