Before you run out of time...
Gold is
A very valuable
Mineral,
Hidden within
beneath the ground.
Time is a
Never ending proof
Of existance.
Humans die.
Time is Gold
They say.
Time is
As precious
As gold.
Time is Gold...
Time is like gold,
Not because
It's worth so much,
But because it's hidden
Beneath the ground,
Keeping you from knowing
When or where
The end is,
Until it's too late.
Death is inevitable.
Memories...
My mother
Told me
To make
The most out
Of my life
Because humans
Only live once.
Choices.
Options.
Decisions.
Choices...
Options...
Decisions...
My mother
Told me
To make
The most out
Of my life
Because humans
Only live once.
Make
Good or bad
Choices,
Go to places
You want to go,
Eat the food
You want to eat,
Enjoy the luxury
Of life.
Live life to the fullest,
Before you run out of time...
YOU ARE READING
A Collection Of Thoughts
PuisiA collction of poems, shorts stories and other stuff that spawns in my silly little head, written by yours truly
