Good Old Times
Notice the way of space and time
Ebb and flow sway like edgy rhymes.
Notice the thought that hurls away
Each play and plot comes just to stray
Notice the strains of song and dance
Each a complaint that freaks with chance.
Notice the lines blank and unrhymed
Straight and aligned to bleed new time
Notice the words of music rhymes
Curls and curves heard in surreal chimes
Notice the feel when fond writes come
The true heart heals with fest that sums
Notice the place of time and space
Wear a warm face as feelings trace
Notice the end just as you start
Our mortal trend comes part by part.
Leon Enriquez
03 August 2014
Singapore
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