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Borrowed Time
Stolen moments alone
are tick tocked away.
Shadows move across my face
while steady hands eat the day.
Back to home my love
the pendulum ever swings
leaving me with the heavy weight
eternal absence brings.
Stealing time not my own
now I live as a thief
loving a borrowed clock for
memories ever brief.
are tick tocked away.
Shadows move across my face
while steady hands eat the day.
Back to home my love
the pendulum ever swings
leaving me with the heavy weight
eternal absence brings.
Stealing time not my own
now I live as a thief
loving a borrowed clock for
memories ever brief.
Published 24th Nov 2012
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24th Nov 2012 4:51pm
I really, really love short poems dense and tugging like a black hole.
My favorite part ...
"Back to home my love
the pendulum ever swings
leaving me with the heavy weight
eternal absence brings."
Glad your back, I missed you!
Mark
My favorite part ...
"Back to home my love
the pendulum ever swings
leaving me with the heavy weight
eternal absence brings."
Glad your back, I missed you!
Mark
24th Nov 2012 6:56pm
Same as the guy above me:
Back to home my love
the pendulum ever swings
leaving me with the heavy weight
eternal absence brings.
Is a wonderful, wonderful, stanza. Well written, promotes lots of promise.
Back to home my love
the pendulum ever swings
leaving me with the heavy weight
eternal absence brings.
Is a wonderful, wonderful, stanza. Well written, promotes lots of promise.
25th Nov 2012 1:22pm
25th Nov 2012 6:20am
This is good, really good. Love the way it's written; it's food for thought - so many different ways to interpret the meaning. Lots of feeling shows through. Nicely done!
Anonymous
22nd Dec 2013 5:14pm
Awesome piece! This really hit me in several ways as I read. Outstanding! :)
