Time Holds A Secret
time scares me
it's dimensions seem to trap me
like an insect in a spiders web
sometimes i swear it almost stops
you look helplessly at your watch
every second feels like an hour
but sometimes time moves so fast
and your not ready for where it's leads to
you can't help but think to yourself, where does it all go
i believe time holds a big secret
some master piece of science
and when we figure it out, it will be the end of the world
------- Author's Notes -------
a little crazy ...
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Terrie* (22.214.171.124) -- Thursday, January 6 2005, 03:15 am|
the reproduction of life...the mystery of death...all so unknown,
Megan this isn't crazy at all...something to make us stop and think about......i know at one time time stopped for me , but... life still moved on....great read...i enjoy your work...look forward to readin' more..
|YM (126.96.36.199) -- Thursday, January 6 2005, 03:28 pm|
Megan, time does hold a big secret, but when we figure it out, it's not the end of the world...It's only the beginning. :)
|Meridian (188.8.131.52) -- Thursday, January 6 2005, 04:43 pm|
Darn good poem! Time must hold a secret. When you want the minutes to move by fast, so that you can get off of work, or from school, or from church, or whatever, it seems they tick by so slow. But when you want the minutes to last forever when you're having fun, they go by so fast.
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