In place of love

In place of love

A Poem by MrBlack202

From years to years, as I wait to become hers. From months to months, with dominant mouths. From week to week, as the weak break. From minute to minute, only some make it. From second to second, with only second thoughts. From time to time, as I wish I could live a bit more. But time will always be time.

© 2024 MrBlack202


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time will always be time. a very powerful message. and as the clock ticks away one can only hope to fill that space with love. though it is not meant for all of us, alas. and so there is only waiting, which reminds me of Waiting for Godot my favourite play. two protagonists wait for the titular Godot for two days and in that time they find something approaching meaning. perhaps that is something we can aspire to?

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


Anticipation is frustrating when time has a mind of it's own...patience is a must...and we don't always get lucky enough achieve our goals...I like the way you brought time to life and used it to your life within the space of time...nice repetition.
Warmly, B

Posted 3 Months Ago


Repetition works well. Nicely written

Posted 3 Months Ago



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MrBlack202
MrBlack202

Gqeberha, Eastern Cape, South Africa



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