Downfall of Time

It was impossible for me 
to fill my empty stomach with stones only 
and that’s why I ate them mixed with heavy sighs.
It didn’t satisfy my hunger, however.  I was hungry as before.

Licking the dews won’t quench my thirst 
that’s why I blended them with my tears and drank.  
I was still thirsty, however. 
My tongue stuck on my palate was rough and bitter.

It was impossible for me 
to subsist only by counting time
while looking at a floating cloud 
that forms its shape to its own way and goes as it pleases.  
And that’s why I colored the floating cloud with my dream.  

Alas, my dream, however, dyed the cloud jet-black
and as soon as the sky darkened 
it fell to the ground, rose the high wind, 
down poured the heavy rain, thunder roared, 
lightening struck the earth.

And in this chaos, I saw the downfall of time.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Lovechild Avatar
February 28, 2015 at 7:48 PM
Very nice, love the imagery you shared about time and how ideas like dreams can be impacted by time. Very thoughtful, liked it a lot.
Ben Avatar
March 1, 2015 at 10:33 AM
The time, whether I like or not, forces me to think. Thank you for your thoughtful word of encouragement.
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