Change

Time is but an element of progression And as times pass You pray and fast Hope that the good times outlast The bad As change comes Friends become Distant Where in the past, they were consistent Now, the resistance Is quite persistent Wishing that those, Remain close Though they won’t I don’t Want things to change May they stay the same Oh, what a philosophy To break time’s traditions It won’t happen My heart hardens Longs for affection And wishing to find A love, any love Be it proud or bold But, time unfolds Bearing inexplicable incompleteness- With-holding pleasure and purification My life continues- I am completely confused, While time and change progress into infinity