Leaves fall from trees
Icicles' suicidal leaps
And that brings us to you and me...
Drifting
Hourglass and gravity
Inevitability
It was what was meant to be
Destiny, so you've told me.
But I don't believe.
Why is the past meant to die?
And we're always left with teary eyes.
As what we've loved now breaks the ties
As though this new future looks so bright...
It's not right.
Years ago we made a bond
And now all you want is freedom?
Well, go, be free, I'll watch you run
It's not like we can change the sun
Or stop the moon from moving the ocean
What's here is here, what's done is done
Shall we mourn the past, or just move on?
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1 comment:
An excellent poem. Brilliantly written without excess fluff.
Bravo.
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