Sonnet : Time

June 12, 2009
By Matt Balch BRONZE, Peekskill, New York
Matt Balch BRONZE, Peekskill, New York
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Feeble attempts to revive what’s already dead,
Forgetting moments born have already died,
It is this endless cycle we always dread,
Time lets the blood running through be dried.
Human Ignorance only paints the destination for the brochure,
And valuable moments get wished away,
When there is nothing beyond, the destination is your torture,
The rug is pulled out from under, for that we sway.
Merely a drop in the pond we are,
For what seemed like forever was only seconds past,
When the light at the end of the tunnel seemed so far,
Only to realize that light is a train coming at you fast.
One day closer to death,
Time bids one final breath.

The author's comments:
I wrote this for my Creative Writing class back in November and I am posting it now for my final grade.

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on Jun. 2 2013 at 10:23 pm
SaraPower GOLD, Hollister, California
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this is really inspiring! great job!

on Apr. 16 2010 at 11:30 am
ShernayB. DIAMOND, Southfield, Michigan
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I love this. It has so much strength. Keep writing.

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on Apr. 16 2010 at 9:39 am
Swindlewick SILVER, ..., Washington
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"I do not agree with what you have to say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it." ~Voltaire

Whoa, I like it! I'd give it an A.




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