deepundergroundpoetry.com
Void of time
Be it love, hate, death, or fear
there's something that changes us each passing year:
The love for a mate,
fear of your death,
hatred plaguing earth,
and breathless moments.
Tragedies we witness
alter perceptions of existence
Changing our views
once hearing the news.
Spending so many minutes
endlessly self-reflecting
never to leave my mind,
infinitely inspecting.
A space void of time
The "eternal moment"
I can feel it somehow
It's here;
and, it's now.
there's something that changes us each passing year:
The love for a mate,
fear of your death,
hatred plaguing earth,
and breathless moments.
Tragedies we witness
alter perceptions of existence
Changing our views
once hearing the news.
Spending so many minutes
endlessly self-reflecting
never to leave my mind,
infinitely inspecting.
A space void of time
The "eternal moment"
I can feel it somehow
It's here;
and, it's now.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 3
reading list entries 0
comments 5
reads 382
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.