The beginning is just the end.
to only when the road decides to bend.
time is but a task master
who gives not second chances.
but we gyrate In the knowledge of tomorrow
even when today is just a dream
in the platelet of our mind.
We are strangers living comfortably
in the enemies territorial zone
living like kings in slaves apparrel
Like a dog eating its own bone
We are virigins with deflowered thoughts
building nuclear weapons with just a smile
growing happiness with only a frown.
The sun keeps coming and going
the river keeps flowing and flowing
yet we live like timeless warlords
When we could bask In the ticking of the clock
and tamed the certainty of our destiny.
We live to love no more
Loving to live no more
We are conductor with ambitious
living in the haunting memories of the past
If we could see our epitaphs
decorated in flowers, lavender and roses
we would still dine and wine like tomorrow's fools
POETIC ANALYSES
This is a poem that describes the opposite and negative tendencies of humanity, sometimes life works like a strange phenomenon, sometimes what we see is really something different from what is being perceived, time itself seem like the only enemy of man, but man has not utilized even gje smallest of time given to him.
If people were to know their future, would they do thing differently? One thing For certain is that man will live to die, why is it that they're not utilizing the timeline being given to them?
This is a four stanzas poem that rhymes at interval with rhythmic instances and a free verse
Written, edited & analysed
By @Josediccus
1/5/2018
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