Time is not yours

poem by: Gerry Legister
Written on Dec 05, 2015

My dream went astray in a vision that day
And yet my mind had not gone away,
And none was there to say what they had seen,
All the colours or schemes within that dream.
Taken to the air on wings of how I feel
Parting the thrills of deeds within a wheel
I wait and waited late until night falls,
When I cannot sleep I turn and look at the walls
Surrounding me, and signs coming closer
Reply with dreary lines blown into the air,
What to do when you have time to spare?
Pass the time when it feels like years of despair.
Waiting in the queue with strangers
You are not there and time is not yours.

 

Tags: hope,

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Charde' Ridgeway commented:
love this poem
Joe Borok commented:
"when it feels like years of despair" yes u did take me there-for I thath thank you I enjoyed the poem and I think the tag is just right: thinking of "hope"
Christopher Russon commented on Jan 07, 2018 at 10:44pm
Lovely poem.

 

 

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