Sunday 2 January 2011

Tired imagining The modern Era "TIME"

Time
The divisions
Into the circle
Into a circus
The unnamed one
The painting
The face
Tainted
A person
And a season
In silence for no reason
If he talks
If he speaks
But what he knows
Inside he keeps
A voice
But no choice
But to listen
The puppet!
Now talks
The strings
Controls his jokes
Moves, he walks
They listen
They clap
They follow
Damn!
The winner
The game
The fame
The platform
The uniform
The blue and white
The tie is tied
The market
The collapse
The period
The relapse
The awakening
The power
The freedom
Our freedom
The disconnection
The soul & mind
Wake up, you are blind
“ I can’t breathe”
In too deep
An ocean
The clouds speak
The bleak
On the mountain's peek
No one knows
Or do they know?
But they can’t show
Like our old friend,
Who is sadly dead
He had the reason
Couldn’t speak because of no reason
He died
They lied
No one cried
A memory
My salary
In line I stand
Few in my hands
Empty pockets
I m just a pin in the socket
The benz
For the crooked
Her golden hair
We look and stare
A drive by
Back to our lives
Is it really a life?
But still we move
Like gears in a clock
A hand watch
We live to watch
From inside
We do the work
And from the other perspective
The time detected
A beautiful watch
What’s it’s make?
A Rolex
A gossip
In a bar
Not so far
By the corner
By the door
The bouncer
And what he controls
“ you out, you in”
What are you fighting for?
Just a sin?
A drink or two
The smell
The alcohol
The beard
Is it weird?
Some money
Must be spent
The truth was bent
“ ahhh”
A normal sound
Pain
Why is it so load?
My baby”
Is dead
Couldn’t save him
She said that and fell!




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