Time(for lack of a better word)

[dramasnot6]

i wrote this one about 3 months in a very odd mood...i seemed to know so vividly what it was about when i wrote it but looking back i still know just in a much less familiar way. If that makes sense. Anyway, tell me what you guys think!


Time is only the jester to our crafted thoughts
Enslaved by its numerical minions while its purpose rots
Even as we are sucked by a gleeful moment’s grasping breathe
Time plays the devious shadow
That shapes an even briefer moment lulled into death

Time labors in two souls as the mother heaves
She drops as an apple with crimson leaves
A second long cry from times rejoice
Relieves the woman of a tearful voice

What feels like eternity’s debut
Lets melt from the tip of the cerebral iceberg
The many odds for a soon eternal adieu

The drops thicken into her shadowed sea
Love serves as fuel for the hearts scalding ways
Time tides faster for her never-ending flee
For every embrace, mourning secures a few more days

Love seems to thrive in hours when they dance to a single song
But loss of love cradles one dark day as lifelong

[brainstrain]

Yes, I understand all too well odd moods...i've spent the better part of my life hurtling though them. Anyway;

I, personally, think that is am amazing poem. It is just my opinion, but the slight lack of sense and inspired word choice really strikes a chord with me.

Way to be different! Yes, thats a good thing =D

[dramasnot6]

Thank you so much! Sorry i took so long to respond to your comments brainstrain, but i had given up hope on my poem a lil while back. Im so glad someone can relate to it! :D