Showing posts with label #time. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #time. Show all posts

Monday, May 23, 2016

Time - Song Lyrics from the 90s

Time
By Julie Gengo

Time, few moments in which I distinguish
Time, of destinies half made
Time, in the echo I relinquish
Time, thoughts slip and fade
Time, in the amount of time that it takes to rearrange
The words on this page
Time, I could be gone forever
Oh Time, before thee I pray

White linen strew across the floor
Invading my mind
The less there is the want is more
Measuring our measuring our

Time, I savor not this moment passing
Time, such a disgrace
Time, wish it away forever
Time, so many mistakes

White linen seems to suffocate me
Invading my space
Oh how it seems to confiscate me
So many so many

Mistakes
Where are we without our savior?
Disgrace
I could be gone be gone forever
Oh time

White linen strew across the floor
Invading my mind
The less there is the want is more
Until the end, until the end, until the end of, until the end of
Time
Oh time
My time
Oh time


Wednesday, August 26, 2015

3-10


3-10
by Julie Gengo

3-10
Color brown-red
Used for attention-grabbing
To match the sun's
intensity
and cover up words
dared to be spoken

3:10
The time to locate
the shoes used
to secure traction
and stop slippage
and chances of
falling down

3/10
The day the rain fell
and filled buckets
with tears of sorrow
for broken promises
and dreams of togetherness
in distant places
that never came to be

310 (three hundred and ten)
degrees on
the other side of the world
where the day
has more meaning than the
time in which it was placed

3-10
the platform where
trains stop
friends connect
saturated in discussion
about the future
and points of happiness

310(three hundred and ten)
pages whose sole purpose
is to disconnect what
was once perfection
now strands of solitude
left naked in
what went wrong

3-10
the average amount of
dedication and determination
to prove the reasons
why you were chosen to inspire

310 (three hundred and ten)
lines of subjective thoughts
and patterns
that twist
acceptable meaning
into unrecognizable
and incongruous
observation of the
way things are
or
should be

310(three hundred and ten)
miles of travel
that carries a burden
before it is released
after the weight became too much
to bear

310(three hundred and ten)
tendencies
that encompasses the mind
per moments of
why,
when
and all
that is broken