TIME

Time...

travels swiftly or crawls but always
simply moves along and evolves...
like the seasons: summer, winter, fall, spring
dreams asleep carried with the wind
while rain drops are the tears of mother nature
singing songs of sin.

Time...

Don't let it pass you by...
subtle like the reddest of wines
Time only gets better with Time....
Yet its bitter to the taste like a lemon or a lime
or like families despised
hell raised a child god why, oh why?
Innocent, but look what Time, has done to his mind.
just send me a sign
all I need is more Time...
more Time to write these lines
more Time to change the world
more Time to heal my pride
more Time to see the world through a beautiful pair of eyes
more Time to say goodbye. to portrait sky's....
souls fly youth corrupted wasting

Time...

minutes caught ya bluffing
wondering...
resonating sounds ticking to the drumming of my pen
but the seconds amount to nothing its just

Time...

that can be wonderful...
went spent with a soul mate
an eternity to awake and master your fate
Tropical summers and cold winters with frost bite on the windows
a magical oasis...
Patient families give praises
Christmas presents are never late and....
damn is life great!
but Time is meant to change and evolve
spring will turn to fall
leaves once standing tall will eventually crumble in awe
enemies become friends to unite in their cause
Time is meant to move life on...
you live and you learn
your born and you die
so don't let it pass you by
Its about Time....


-enjoy it-

Pradda