Posts Tagged ‘time’

Time Has Arrived

Posted: January 30, 2015 in Poetry
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Roaming this lonely planet for 23 years,
Days filled with anguish and nights filled with tears,
The sun may be shining but I just saw the rain,
Pouring in cycles, it pierces and stains.

I’m tired of darkness, Where does one find light?
Haven’t I given the devil a fight?
I’m tired of failure, and envy and hate
Time has arrived, I’m changing my fate.

So I cry out to heaven, O lord, raise me high!
Give me the strength that is needed to fly.
Cut all the chains, all the ropes and the weights,
Time has arrived, I’m breaking this cage.

I’m fighting for freedom from all that impose,
The powers that be, the powers that rose.
And those that defy me will soon understand,
Only the weak never lend out their hand.

So if you aren’t with me, don’t stand in my way
With all of your efforts you wont get me to stray.
This path is my own, I don’t need any of you
But a true friend will stay, and I’ll be true to you.

Even from mountains conquered in spring,
looking down, admiring the angels that sing
I will continue to fight, to rise and pursue,
Never settle for less than is granted to you

Through the time and the effort which one dares to spend
One figures out greatness before the story ends
And writes the greatest tale that ever was scribed
The tale of life lived, developed, derived.

So open your eyes, lend me your ears,
Watch the transformation through all of your tears
May the tale I tell you serve as a seed,
May all of your efforts to your greatness lead.

Another Year

Posted: September 16, 2014 in Poetry
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https://c1.staticflickr.com/3/2779/4254149340_c912fa7a4d_z.jpg?zz=1Another year ebbs away,
And I realize that in this play
We are doomed to be alone,
To cry in darkness when at home.

The tunnel’s light has grown so dim,
It can’t be ignited, we can’t win
And so I resign myself to be
Alone for all eternity.

No money can rearrange my fate
Nor love nor fear nor thoughts of hate,
That’s whats written in the sand,
There is no one here to lend a hand,

And wipe the words right off the slate,
Change my life, alter my fate.
No ones here to hear my plea,
No one here to miss me when I flea

Flea from this land of barren plains,
To places where there are no chains,
No hatred nor neglect nor pain,
Or perhaps I’ll just go insane.

Insane is such a funny term,
the thought of it can make one squirm.
But insane is what I’ll soon find my self to be,
It is the purest way to set me free.

Life

Posted: June 28, 2014 in Prose
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Infinity-Time1Life doesn’t stop. It doesn’t care if you are lazy, active, intelligent, stupid. It goes on from birth to death. What you need to decide is how you spend that period between the endpoints. Every moment is a chance. An opportunity to do something great. Do not mourn the moments you’ve already missed. They are gone. You cannot recover them. Instead move forward and make the best of the moments coming at you every second of every day. Imagine what you could accomplish, if you stopped worrying, stopped being afraid, stopped rationalizing your inaction, but actually got up and acted. You only get one chance. Make the most of it. Get up, go forth and be awesome. No zero days.

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/25/US_Navy_041027-N-9500T-001_The_moon_turns_red_and_orange_during_a_total_lunar_eclipse.jpgIt was just me tonight, alone with the moon,
Suddenly I’m stricken down by a melancholy tune.
My own mind laughs at me, playing silly pranks.
And the demons clearly see my emotions tank.

I call out to them all, “Ahoy! dark spirits of the sea!
What brings you here on such fair night, out here to torment me!”
In response just laughter, ringing loudly through the place
Slowly, I feel the tears begin to stream along my face.

“We’ve settled this”, I cry to them,” so many moon’s ago!
Why have you arrived once more to plague my conscience so?
Why show me memories I have long since stored away,
Hoping ne’er to revisit them, especially not this day!”

From the warbling throng of demons in the room
A figure most familiar stood, chanting out  my doom
Its words I could not decipher, not a single one
But the message was quite clear by the time it was done

Don’t bother searching for me, I’m hidden far away
Perhaps if we are lucky, I might return one day.
But for the present keep living, enjoy what you have now
Keep laughing, smiling, playing, and never dare to frown.

Remember the nightmare’s real, and so are the demons at play
No running or hiding will save you, just push it to another day.
At some point you too will cave, and when that day arrives,
You’ll know that I have warned you, you’ll join me by the tides.

The hours tick away as night draws near.
The palate ices, covers up in fear.
The bastion of another year
Crumbles in despair
And through the chiming of a bell
Remember life’s not fair (more…)