Verses of Timeby memphisgurlChaptersImages of TimeFlying Away....Runaway TimeTime, A BitPlodding TimeTime is A LoverLover's GlanceTime WalksColors of TimeTime....A ButterflyTime....The MoonStarry SkyTime....My ShadowTime....A SmileTime, Away It Flies....Time....In The CloudsTime ItselfTime....A ShadowImages of TimeTime stops..... a missed heartbeat. Time flows..... love glows. Time is you.... my heart's dew. Time is me.... only I can see. Time is near.... nothing to fear. Time is gone.... sad, I sing alone. Time is glass. ... once broken, are quivering shards. Time is essence.... courting my inner presence. Time is pretense..... A merry dance of pretend. Time is patience..... waiting for a sign. as the clock winds....waiting to chime, The hands turn the images of Time. Flying Away....Time flew away , to meet another day, on the distant shore, flying on wings, on which dreams cling. The wind sings, a whistling song, It won't be too long. Hold on.... Runaway TimeMuffled sobs fill the air helplessness , legs it flails too much for Time to bear it wants to fly away to a sunny shade to catch it's breath to pause for a moment..... Let it pass. ....and wait for the seasons to change and a reason..... to begin it's march again. Time, A BitTime, a bit, a shiny bit, yours and mine, took ages to find, lying in the dusty grime, of lost ways....... that pave long gone days. Plodding TimePlodding time one step at a time flying no where nothing to share fixedly stare with a bored glare into the sultry air Too much for me to bear! Time is A LoverTime's a lover, whispering words, caresses that slow , everything around, softly treading, on uncharted grounds, ecstasy in simply, just being there. Why be anywhere else? Lover's GlanceA lover's glance, Time does a prance only one chance to get a dance on this merry - go - round over love splashed ground. mirthful eyes.... every second goes by Time waits and spies.... Time WalksTime walks , Fate tags along, I run away... finding a leafy bower bowing my head to my knees I cry....... I need Time to find my own way... But who is to say? No-one can ,Time sway, it marches away.... to it's drumming sound, The lost ones are never to be found, lurking in the shadows of what might have been..... they are not to be seen, figments of dreams. ... the relentless drumming of Time .... muffled their screams. Colors of TimeTime wraps itself, in colorful hues, mirroring smiles and blues. Shimmering shades, leave me in a daze, I falter and fall, my mind is so small. Time....A ButterflyTime flits and flutters... A touch of life, here and there..... A touch of death, hangs near.... winged laughter, hides ruthless slaughter. The dance of the winged one, Time....a butterfly.. flies on, No-one has ever won..... Time....The MoonTime ... floats ... across the skies hiding amongst clouds wild.... with sorrow and grief, peeking out at times with scarcely concealed glee, what does it seek?.... Starry SkyTime....the moon, coy and shy .... under the starry sky, gazing into a lover's eyes, stops ....... for a while. .... with a bashful smile. Time....My ShadowTime... is my shadow walking in footsteps so light, with me ,side to side patiently it bides till I get things finally right. Time....A SmileTime is a smile, playing upon lips, that let slip.... the mind's constant flips, of ecstasy and joy, of sadness and gladness, sheer craziness and madness, of just being me , or of being with you, Stay on, Time if only for a while....... Time, Away It Flies....Time flies.... on a chariot across the skies throwing the glitter of fate wiping clean the slate of the lives wasted thinking it was too late. Time....In The CloudsTime dances in the dark clouds... a falling raindrop unwittingly caught hold of Time and saw......... lifetimes, lived eons ago loves , lost moments before pain, felt all the more tears, not showed heads bowed. ... before the might of Time. Time ItselfTime is us you and me it is hard to see but you have to believe made up of fragments of our lives pieces wound up in moments ,seconds ,minutes and days follow us on our way as we go through the motions it is us laying the foundations of each step in ether or space on the ground or soundlessly in the mind for ourselves to find our journey 's end. Time....A ShadowTime .....a shadow, running along, in alleys narrow, searching for someone, to rip or trip. slipping away... moment to moment, Life waits in torment
Images of TimeTime stops..... a missed heartbeat. Time flows..... love glows. Time is you.... my heart's dew. Time is me.... only I can see. Time is near.... nothing to fear. Time is gone.... sad, I sing alone. Time is glass. ... once broken, are quivering shards. Time is essence.... courting my inner presence. Time is pretense..... A merry dance of pretend. Time is patience..... waiting for a sign. as the clock winds....waiting to chime, The hands turn the images of Time.
Flying Away....Time flew away , to meet another day, on the distant shore, flying on wings, on which dreams cling. The wind sings, a whistling song, It won't be too long. Hold on....
Runaway TimeMuffled sobs fill the air helplessness , legs it flails too much for Time to bear it wants to fly away to a sunny shade to catch it's breath to pause for a moment..... Let it pass. ....and wait for the seasons to change and a reason..... to begin it's march again.
Time, A BitTime, a bit, a shiny bit, yours and mine, took ages to find, lying in the dusty grime, of lost ways....... that pave long gone days.
Plodding TimePlodding time one step at a time flying no where nothing to share fixedly stare with a bored glare into the sultry air Too much for me to bear!
Time is A LoverTime's a lover, whispering words, caresses that slow , everything around, softly treading, on uncharted grounds, ecstasy in simply, just being there. Why be anywhere else?
Lover's GlanceA lover's glance, Time does a prance only one chance to get a dance on this merry - go - round over love splashed ground. mirthful eyes.... every second goes by Time waits and spies....
Time WalksTime walks , Fate tags along, I run away... finding a leafy bower bowing my head to my knees I cry....... I need Time to find my own way... But who is to say? No-one can ,Time sway, it marches away.... to it's drumming sound, The lost ones are never to be found, lurking in the shadows of what might have been..... they are not to be seen, figments of dreams. ... the relentless drumming of Time .... muffled their screams.
Colors of TimeTime wraps itself, in colorful hues, mirroring smiles and blues. Shimmering shades, leave me in a daze, I falter and fall, my mind is so small.
Time....A ButterflyTime flits and flutters... A touch of life, here and there..... A touch of death, hangs near.... winged laughter, hides ruthless slaughter. The dance of the winged one, Time....a butterfly.. flies on, No-one has ever won.....
Time....The MoonTime ... floats ... across the skies hiding amongst clouds wild.... with sorrow and grief, peeking out at times with scarcely concealed glee, what does it seek?....
Starry SkyTime....the moon, coy and shy .... under the starry sky, gazing into a lover's eyes, stops ....... for a while. .... with a bashful smile.
Time....My ShadowTime... is my shadow walking in footsteps so light, with me ,side to side patiently it bides till I get things finally right.
Time....A SmileTime is a smile, playing upon lips, that let slip.... the mind's constant flips, of ecstasy and joy, of sadness and gladness, sheer craziness and madness, of just being me , or of being with you, Stay on, Time if only for a while.......
Time, Away It Flies....Time flies.... on a chariot across the skies throwing the glitter of fate wiping clean the slate of the lives wasted thinking it was too late.
Time....In The CloudsTime dances in the dark clouds... a falling raindrop unwittingly caught hold of Time and saw......... lifetimes, lived eons ago loves , lost moments before pain, felt all the more tears, not showed heads bowed. ... before the might of Time.
Time ItselfTime is us you and me it is hard to see but you have to believe made up of fragments of our lives pieces wound up in moments ,seconds ,minutes and days follow us on our way as we go through the motions it is us laying the foundations of each step in ether or space on the ground or soundlessly in the mind for ourselves to find our journey 's end.
Time....A ShadowTime .....a shadow, running along, in alleys narrow, searching for someone, to rip or trip. slipping away... moment to moment, Life waits in torment
