Gone
Time can crumble a person to nothing.
All we have is now…serve it well.
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All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Everyday Life, Live, Love, Dream: and Stillness Speaks **Max 2 uploads per day** {{No NUDES, ABSTRACT, CANDIDS or ACTION IMAGES}}She flies with the pretty.
She sinks in the sand.
She’s all that is lovely.
She holds out her hand.
So, the sun with acknowledge the things that she’s done.
No one sees her here.
It’s all gone.
He’s strong as the ocean.
He makes no demand.
He’s handsome and rugged.
He holds out his hand.
So, the stars will embrace all this life that he’s lived.
No one sees him here.
It’s all gone.
They once owned the chapel, the mansion, the castle.
They once paid the king in their Chariots’ Coupe.
They’ve worked through the bad days, the good; and before you know it~
It’s all gone.
So, waltz with the broken.
Sing songs to the dead.
Keep walking in circles.
While kittens are wrapped up in bed…
Before you know it.
It’s all gone.
They won’t see you…
You sit in a corner.
You beg for some food.
They think you’re a junkie.
They know you’re no good.
So, scream to the clouds as they all pass you by.
You know that you’re someone, but don’t let them see you cry.
Yes,
You are some one.
No one sees her here.
No one sees him here.
No one will see you here…
It’s all gone.
JLDunn
Wonderful! How poignantly you paint the ravages of Time. Very moving.
CATNIPMEOW
very deep my friend….......and it sucks not to be seen but even worse not to feel…........or be felt !
So emotive and beautiful !
Agnes McGuinness
Wow, simply brilliant, and very moving, Beth. Great writing. Agnes:))
Jason Laderoute
Wow, Hmm very ponderous I like the rhythm the sentiment has some cool metaphors I can relate to this one. Well Written Beth