Best Song Timeworld Poems


In My Hands

I’ve got the world  
in my hands
I hope you understand
I’ve got the world 
in my hands 
Time for to make my stand

Left foot 
Conflict
Murky rivers
And washed away 
Soot 
A beginners fee
Listen 
And you will hear
The lasting cry’s 
Of a sinner’s 
Final plea
In merit
We cherish 
This burgundy 
Life
Equals stains of mercury
Polished soldiers 
Built within the words of me
Yet for so many days
They lone only to murder me 
How can we go on
In spite of those 
Whom wish us gone
As a nomad
On these evenings 
Of dusk
I roam 
Tomorrow 
Just may bring about
A place of fiction
A far way home
A similar addiction

Scenery

My day’s awry
My days gone badly
Times I once had
The privilege 
Of being only

And I just can’t sing
Oh the way I want to 
And I keep my mark
Until these days fade dark

And I once was told 
It takes you and I
To remain calm and behold

But it’s such a real world 
That I can’t hold it
And it’s such a real world 
Why don’t you listen
Find what’s been missing

Did you miss me
While I was away
Or am I writing 
After my days delay

My days gone awry
Why don’t you listen
My days gone badly 
Don’t you see 
What you’re missing

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