The future are our dreams
The past are our memories
The present tells us to live in the moment,
For it shall never come again.
It will leave us,
And go to live in photographs,
Memories in a sheet of paper.
Only time knows,
What will become of us
When we will die and go on
When our rainbow of life will come to an end
When our cube of ice will melt
When the dark silk of night
Will cover and engulf us
In darkness
Only time can tell.
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Scientific Poems for Geeks and Nerds Alike
PoetryThis book is about subjects such as: Time Chemistry Physics And other ones