Verses of Time

Time 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.