May 01, 2023

The ticking of the clock,
Like my heartbeat in fear,
Keeps escalating up,

As the night conquers day.
There’s ought a way to block,
The darkness as it nears,

All I get is a snub,
Without a word to say.
I toss and turn around,

Only to see mere minutes,
Not hours slowly pass,
As I began to pray.

Time is lost but not found,
Just as it prohibits,
Pressing rewind to harass,

The souls of yesterday.
I dare not wake the past,
They’re fine to leave as is,

Dormant in memory,
Is where they need to stay.
Heaven reached out and asked,

By an angel with wings,
What documentary,
Am I about to play.

My voice remained silent,
As I tried to explain,
The angel spread her wings,

Vanishing in the night.
The sun turned defiant,
It conquered the day’s reign,

With its peaceful voice sings,
Waking all with its light.
I tried to roll over,

And beg for just more time,
To be told there’s no pause,
In the music of life.

As there’s no do-over,
Just faith in the sublime,
Knowing all of your flaws,

Are forgiven without strife.
My sleepless eyes opened,
Feeling fully rested,

Looking for my angel,
But my heart skips a beat.
It’s then I realized,

The words she suggested,
Of remaining faithful,
Even when in defeat.



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1 Comment:

Anonymous said...

Why can I very much relate? Good one

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