He stands motionless
Carefully watching his prey
Hopeful this will be
His Catch of the day
He pounces then chases
Though his prey is too fast
He roars with frustration
As he can no longer outlast
His body is aged
He is no longer lighting quick
His wounds are many
He is frail and sick
He now lies in the hot afternoon sun
So tired.…he needs to rest and stay
Through the bushes he is being watched
His time now to become the Catch of the day!
Im spinning clock wise by the second it changes yet my minutes feels so slow my hours has left me.for my tuner is wind so tight .my numbers are fading my walls are are tarnish yet my motor is strong it works as well as it did when i was created,yet my fuctions are not working with me im try to adjust but my arms are rusty .i dont want to be thrown or become pick apart i know if some one would just see me for what i was and what i am now they would know how hard i try to work like i use to but now i who would pay attention to my needs. no one this i know for see i feel and notice,that everybody passes me by and notice the digital for it is new,beautiful and has nothing wrong with it
I wanted to give you my money,
my name and fame worldwide
It's not like that I could'n't keep my word
In fact, the poems didn't come in time
I know whatever you had in youth
You wanted to give me the rights
Saline water of your eyes
is still painted in my old shirt
I can see that in all sleepless nights
Crowds of people surrounds
Now, I am a successful man
Having prosperity in life
But looking back, I find
I have nothing but what did you leave for me
And that is the Subarnarekha river side
I seat on the lonely beach on shores of the sea
And wait for years after years
Whether a dolphin comes to the dunes
When there is a high tide
I write for you in the dark
Poems come unjust and at this untime
Think it's time to turn in my keyboard
Seems my lims are no longer adored
Twas only a matter of time
That these sillies of mine
Would become boring and yummy no more
When your time is up its up,
The mistakes you might have made,
Might have been corrupt,
Make amends while you still have time,
Life's to short to not use your heart,
Share your love,
Live in the moment,
One day your time will come,
Will you feel that you have owned it?
Have you made things right?
Apologies for what went wrong?
We only have one life to live,
Do you feel your where you belong?
Whats past is past,
But future is coming,
Your present is this day,
Live this day as you own it,
Smile,
Be thankful your still alive,
No one will know their time,
We all live day to day,
Just trying to survive,
So to all who I have done wrong,
My apologies I give to you,
My past wasn't perfect,
But We will be leading into a brand new year,
My family and friends,
The prayers and love to you all,
Be blessed on this glorious day,
Because not everybody is alive,
To be here and share it all..................
The Lord's judgement day upon the
entire earth, a day we all await there
is no denying this reality, to the sinner
no escape, the Lord will punish the host
of the high ones, and all his following
creeds, to be put in hell but periodically
visited, for the relinquishing of their evil
deeds. Jesus took possession of the keys
of hell he can loosen whom he please,
remember evil ones your escape from hell
is not on your feet, but on your knees. For
every knee must bend and every tongue
confess, this includes Satan and all his
minions, in both Heaven and earth the Lord
Jesus reigns, in all power and full dominion
Salah
Isaiah 24
My time is up
Death is near
I'll put on a brave face
I'll hide my fear
Of the unknown
Where will I go?
When death is bestowed upon me
Is it endless sleep?
Will it all go dark?
Will I meet my family at Heavens Gate?
Maybe I'll burn in hell for lack of faith
Will I be judged on my time here?
Questions asked when deaths so near
If you only live once
Then I die with regrets
Because like a bad student, I have failed most test
You had your chance to be mine. You wasted the chance. You ran out of time. Now you're
sitting back regretting that, you made the decision to diss me. Jealousy. As he becomes
something you desire to be. Too late for sorry, too late for what if's. Too late to call
me to try and reminisce. Should of taken advantage of the opportunities I gave you. Deep
down you knew I'd always be true. Yet you compared me to, the ones who truly hurt you. And
now I'm through. Moved on with another. Your time is up. We cannot go further....
Meant for more
Settled for less
What happened to being blessed
So much pain
So much sorrow
Can only dread whats in store for tomorrow
Expectations so high
Unable to be upheld
Too much energy has been expelled
Can no longer do it
Can no longer try
Can no longer live this horrible lie
It is over
Time has run out
Never understood what the fuss was about
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