20 Days

Without an invite,
You took me in,
A perfect stranger,
Without further ado,
You embraced me,
An unexpected guest,
When I had taken to you,
Then I realized,
Then I understood,
I had a few days to stay,
Few days to sail with you,
Continuum of days to go
onboard with you,
The thought of these saddens me,
I try hard to put up a smile,
I try to blanket my feelings,
It's hurting deep within.

Day and night come,
The clock ticks away,
It's as if time is on a run,
Like the end of days is near,
Like doomsday approaching,
How do I wish time can be trapped,
How I wish it can be made to stay
still for a while,
Or at the very least made to decelerate.

Time - a fundamental quantity,
A measurer of events and occasions,
A foot soldier with his artillery,
A harbinger of separation,
I am of the hope that we'll meet some
time to come,
Then we'll no longer be apart,
Not anymore,
No space between us.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Agustin Avatar
March 12, 2022 at 4:08 AM
Congrats! Thanks for sharing this. God bless you.
Kyser Avatar
March 10, 2022 at 8:19 PM
This is strikingly written. Well done.
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