
Art: The Time Traveler by Xetobyte
Time and Time, Again!
What happens to time
when you change your pace?
Move a little faster
stand still with a rose
and feel rain from the sun
fall down on your skin.
What’s time
when your mind’s on its own?
Deeply sunken
in the darkness of dreams
being pulled closer
to one’s own heart.
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Working days,
free hours,
spend alone,
together,
in groups.
Time
and time
again.
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Can I have time
on reserve to spend later?
Planning dates
to run last minute
to accomplish moments
and not ever to be late.
What is time to me
when different to you?
Ever changing
with us adjusting reality
to fit it life perfectly
until my end is near.
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Minutes passing
hours tremble
weeks the days
that fit a month
Time
and time
again.
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What is the matter time
have you outrun us?
Rush delivered
calm inside the storm
my eye with the world
turning faster around me
destroying time for a life.
What happened with time
I might just ask you?
Or is it me with my dreams
stuck in the flow of time
moving forever onward
in a steady pace
and left behind, out of time.
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Minutes passing
hours tremble
weeks the days
that fit a month
Working days,
free hours,
spend alone,
together,
in groups.
Time
and time
again.
©Ranting Crow2014-’16
This is something that is on occasion starting to truly bother me. How time is free and how we are forced to try and control it. My life is changing and it is in a good way, but time becomes limited and consumed by force. And it makes me feel out of place or even lost, stuck in time and watch the world rush by.
It is a very late post.