I've released a question to my own—
Whoever partook the moments that I've not intently disowned?
A cherished minute? A bitter second?
A love so gentle? An anger so tender?
I've released another—
Why does the world kept adding seconds?
A faceless fear or a blessing in disguise do they plead?
Or a bitter and sour fate that I never wished?
The shooting star made my wish,
For the horror must disappear and be diminished
Though time might not be in my side,
To support, to help, to survive.
I've released and asked once again—
To unmask, unravel, unbend
To what's the veracious meaning of time—
Though time is powerful— it beat me by my
death.
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Ups and Downs: Short Poems ✔
PoetryBook 1 of the "Short Poems" series. This book contains all the poems that I wrote over the past years. (100 SHORT POEMS AVAILABLE) (BEST IN BLACK BACKGROUND) (COMPLETED) - - - Copyright © 2019 by Pawerr14 All Rights Reserved
