One of my favorite poems.. and one of my first i wrote as a 16 y/0
Time marches by,
forever and ever,
ending memories,
in its amorphous form.
wandering for purpose,
when touched by time,
reduced to hollow,
ceasing to exist.
new entities appear, unaware of the march,
blooming to prosperity,
since others have long gone,
and much time has past.
but the march ruins and crumbles
as it has spared none.
and takes everyone aghast
Civilizations rise, and they fall,
escaping time, forgotten eventually,
once and for all.
heaven and hell,
set ablaze
the march continues
wrecking those who chase.
atop mountains high and distant valleys,
reduced to fine sand,
guides one that seeks answers,
in this once thriving land.
everything shall go,
eternal truth shall remain,
time takes it all and in the end,
even gods fall.




only if i cud write lyk this