In Time


Like fluid, time flows, from mine to yours

Oblivious to the wrinkles being caused, it dips into the vault of memories and wreaks havoc

Steals the precious ones, to show off in the museum for Gods to goad

Fodder for the soul, ticking time bomb reaches the doorstep and bam

You’re on your way to hell.

Your time stopped and mine began, a lone treck, up the hill, by the cascading waters of immortality?

Laughing out loud, no.

It was a desert, made of shattered dreams and hopes, with no shadows and plentiful Sun

And I was asked to be thankful for the bountiful harvest

Of poison, pain and purposeless existence

In time, I learn, I sow the seeds, to reunite and sync across space and time

Link in turn to hope for release, for a life cycle to end and another begins

I’ve stopped making sense years ago, so if you find your Muse in this tirade, find me again and I’ll let you

For God is my witness that I’ll wait for you, until the sand runs out of the broken hourglass and I flow with the wind, like dust

Meaningless and unnecessary.

Not Ready To Accept


I know what it is, I know why it is
My fault, my mistake
Too much of a coward to agree
To accept what I want to reject
I hate to take the responsibility
I would like to turn the wheels of time
Go back where I went wrong
Stop myself from being so headstrong
I want to change the past, to squish my heart
To apply logic, to demand patience
To check my steps, to avoid the other path
To break my back than walk that walk
I would’ve rather died than be where I am
I would’ve given up everything just to turn back time.