Time passes by me

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Time passes by me,
Everything moving forward.
While I just sit there, waiting patiently.
Not knowing what direction I'm looking towards.

The hands of the clock moving systematically.
Always separating from each other
Only to meet again eventually.
An ongoing process, I'd rather not bother.

I'm running out of time,
The end is nearing.
The alarm will soon chime.
The ticking is slowly disappearing.

For time does not limit but rather expands,
It just depends on what you do with those hands.





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Milo! said...
Mar. 24, 2010 at 8:56 pm
This is a great poem because it's something we can all relate to at one point or another.
You should check out some of my stuff. I think you would like it.
 
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