Between the thoughts I pine for fulfillment
Weeping the energy away hurrying without necessity
Like lightning, flashes of memory come and go
The moment stood at last a brief while
A stop that was once, painted again in my mind.
These sentiments hidden somewhere
Filling the melodies of life
Only to suddenly rise to remind
The moment gone will never take birth again.
The moment passes by witnessing the sitting me
Bidding goodbye in the seconds as aging marches on
But, I am hooked by my past, oblivious to my presence
I let those memories to grow and die within me.
Like a circle, knows not where the ending is
My thoughts dances non-stop
At times soothingly, at times violently
But, time cares a little about me as I slip through it.
Past, a never return passer by
Never turn to see as it passes by.
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