There is no more day
when minutes turn to hours
and hours fade away
when cascading stars
fall at night……
So close my eyes
to leave it …. all behind
to darken skies
of paradise or parasites,
which eat away.
Then I slip away
looking for a place to hide
on a long road home
to find the relevance of time
when minutes turn to hours
and hours fade away
when cascading stars
fall at night……
So close my eyes
to leave it …. all behind
to darken skies
of paradise or parasites,
which eat away.
Then I slip away
looking for a place to hide
on a long road home
to find the relevance of time
Nice poem!
ReplyDeleteI like the way you describe nightfall. Touching and thoughtful till the end.
ReplyDeletewe all do need a place to hide and feel safe.
ReplyDeletevivid imagery with a few sentences.
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ReplyDeleteTime flies, appreciated your handsome inputs to our poetry picnic.
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