Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Monday, November 9, 2009

Time is a fast lady


Time is a Fast Lady


Time is a fast lady-
She never seems to want to stop
incapable of stopping
Her infinite track

She runs and She runs
and You run along

You can only followr
 but by the Time You realize it
 the tricks of Her beauty
Your ride is over-
Your time is over
Time is a fast lady

(My attempt at a Dickinson Poem)






Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Poem Time

I had to do a poem for English so here it goes...

This is It
This is it
this is the only time that matters
the only time that counts,
the past can't be changed
the future is still unknown,

The only thing we can do is look in front of
of us and try to fix the problem in front of us

at the end that's all that matters,
that's all we can do
we cannot look forwards
we cannot look backwards

but now, this moment
there's nothing much to it
this is the moment
this is it