We hide behind it,
Lie behind it,
Sometimes, as actors,
Even transform ourselves
And hide behind it.
The make-believe of the face,
That tries to hide Time,
Save youth thru beauty’s grace.
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I’m tired now,
Of this weird Life,So full of stuff,You toil and sweat,You take all bets,And at the End,It’s all regrets,The empty hands,The loveless nights,The chilling fog,‘Turn off the Lights’
Mesmerized, hypnotized,
They hold over meAn unknown powerAnd captivate me,Hold me prisoner,We have become inseparable,As if I were the secret-keeper,Of some unusual herd.
I hate for innocent people
Or be falsely accusedBe persecuted by others,And Forced into servitude.There is enough human tragedyWithout causing more,I did forget to mentionWhat I hate most of allIs War!Destructive and detrimentalNot what we were put here forWill we ever come togetherIn love and peaceful song,Will we ever stop doingWhat is so sinful,So inhumanly, bad and wrong?
Great big Clocks,
Hanging in our faceA brand new styleOf chic decorationIn a very obvious placeOn our living room wallsThese enormous Time MonstersAre placed,Over the mantle, spyingAll the time we waste.Why should we,Have to be,Reminded so insistentlyOf Time’s inevitable march?It does not feel good,To have Time laughingIn our face,Since whether we want it or notIt’s always Time,That wins…
There is something inexplicable
All these years togetherAnd I still love you,Like a childLoves the dawn of life,With all its hopesAnd all its strife.I love you,Till the day I dieAnd maybe,Who knows?Maybe,Even after,Then….
It All goes back to the Greeks,
Beauty, love, philosophy, the gods.What did they not invent?Amazing group of sea-faring Isles,That gave the world so much,To love and idealize.