Slowly...but gently.

Time smiles faintly,
watching mankind pass quickly,
not a minute of thanks,
just slowly...but gently.

Happiness frowns quietly,
seeing emotions pass calmly,
not a feeling of thanks,
just slowly...but gently.

Nature grazes softly,
noticing mankind pass strongly,
not a weak breeze of thanks,
just slowly...not gently.


Pond of darkness

I never saw my shadow,
passing through the night,
the whispers of the holy ghosts,
faintly whisper sweet lullabies,
to innocence of cradle youngs.

I cannot see my shadow,
passing through the night,
the light that shines too bright,
with pearly gates shimmering gold,
guiding innocence of young and old.

Why can't I see my shadow,
passing through the night,
am I dead? No I mustn't be,
but my eyes are closing,
ever so slowly,
as if they,
they're,
dead.


Mindlessly gone

Did you hear me?
/Oh shut up dad, I'm having tea/
You have it too easy these days,
/harder than you think with essays/
You live a life alone,
/Is he still talking, what a drone.../

When I was young,
/Don't waste your lung/
We had to work,
/Ha, don't make me smirk/
All day and night,
/Is that your only height?/
Are you listening to me?!
/Please leave me be.../

Apologies for not writing more, it is quite late as I write this up (as usual), but hopefully update more once get the chance...