Time is not running
#WritcoPoemPrompt57
It's also nice to listen to the sound of the waves every spring,
Especially when our hearts are drenched with stings,
Strange as it can be when you cling,
A fragrance of freedom bonds in a distant shore,
And your heart races for the peace it brings
Its trembling heals a bitter soul,
Its beauty gives hope and reminds us that, tomorrow is another day to try again,
At this point, time stops,
You realize that we sometimes move too fast and skip the little things that matter,
We can't buy back yesterday,
But we can still preserve tomorrow,
Let the chanting of its shocks gives you courage,
Let's be as humans as we can be,
Let our flaws edify us,
Let our weakness becomes our strength,
Let the old grudge go,
Tomorrow we can make new ones,
Say hello to peace, and welcome joy,
Tomorrow is another to dream.
© Mentron Dc
It's also nice to listen to the sound of the waves every spring,
Especially when our hearts are drenched with stings,
Strange as it can be when you cling,
A fragrance of freedom bonds in a distant shore,
And your heart races for the peace it brings
Its trembling heals a bitter soul,
Its beauty gives hope and reminds us that, tomorrow is another day to try again,
At this point, time stops,
You realize that we sometimes move too fast and skip the little things that matter,
We can't buy back yesterday,
But we can still preserve tomorrow,
Let the chanting of its shocks gives you courage,
Let's be as humans as we can be,
Let our flaws edify us,
Let our weakness becomes our strength,
Let the old grudge go,
Tomorrow we can make new ones,
Say hello to peace, and welcome joy,
Tomorrow is another to dream.
© Mentron Dc