Tuesday, April 28, 2009

What About Now?

every flower withers
the young grow old
love turns into hate
seasons come and pass

All eggs don’t Hatch…
Just Sit on them
Imminent Demise

Still Sit on them Still
Warmth and precious time
New life…and imminent demise

now you see it
No you don’t…

Nothing is timeless…
Except Memories.

Now you feel it…

What about now?

1 comment:

  1. This is some genial work of a wordsmith. Word. lol..get it?

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