Titus Loh Poet I do not know?

From Home

One blink, one breath

Where was time when it should pass? 

For I arrived at the end

Only to know the beginning

For the very first time.


Past, present; meeting, merging

Refusing to fade, unwilling to trade. 


Moment by moment, I sort the pieces

Messed, jumbled, fitting, yet insufficient. 

Taking a step back, gazing at the empty,

Have I the right pieces,

Or have I  the wrong plan?


A day gained, a day lost,

To waste not another I must.

So in dark, in deep, with You alone,

For now, I start from home. 


-AfterTim-
http://after-tim.blogspot.com

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Laura Breidenthal December 22, 2011 at 9:32 PM Very well thought out piece! I love it from beginning to end. Truly an awesome poem. Always, Laura :) Titus Loh February 23, 2012 at 6:47 PM Dear Laura, I apologize for the late reply to this comment, hadn't realized that I missed this one. But thank you nevertheless for your kind comment, truly you are far too generous with your support. Appreciate it so much. Hope to hear from you more, Titus

Jslambert Mister Roboto November 9, 2011 at 2:12 AM My best advice is to WITHOUT A DOUBT, Find positive energy within the stillness of NOW! It sounds trippy or new age guru-ish, but had more than one pistol in my throat, and NOW, through living without the horror flicks of the past, the 2nd guessing, and the fear of the future...bro, everything is cool as the other side of the Pillow, and Cooler than a Polar bear's toenails dug into an ice burg! Keep writing without hesitation. and FOR YOU, NO-ONE else will listen or believe if YOU don't! peace! Titus Loh November 13, 2011 at 6:06 PM Thanks for your kind comment!