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Shifting Sands
Humans slipping from time from ones demise,
Withholdings of sentiments soft kind Air,
To portrays sands that shift, sands of many guise,
Time slips away and there has no firm dare,
Slither and vanish into the hard sands,
Forgetting deeds in a grainy ocean,
Wrinkled lips and rough hands from cold lands,
Deeply hidden in tides of ones motions,
But the passion of the statue can be read,
Yet to survive one can rise in lifes care,
To leave behind standing to lead, it's greed,
Foolish man be gone, let the heart love flair:
There is no firm deck that is truly sound,
Love is the life elements of the ground.
Sonnet.
© balcar
Withholdings of sentiments soft kind Air,
To portrays sands that shift, sands of many guise,
Time slips away and there has no firm dare,
Slither and vanish into the hard sands,
Forgetting deeds in a grainy ocean,
Wrinkled lips and rough hands from cold lands,
Deeply hidden in tides of ones motions,
But the passion of the statue can be read,
Yet to survive one can rise in lifes care,
To leave behind standing to lead, it's greed,
Foolish man be gone, let the heart love flair:
There is no firm deck that is truly sound,
Love is the life elements of the ground.
Sonnet.
© balcar
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