Moments in time

An enigma many deep thought missions have endured to explain, ultimately taking the time, making it harder to achieve.

Moments at one to own

Broken thrones made

Just for the supposed

Bestowing upon one day


Culmination waiting
Until then day were breaking
No longer waiting for the
day in anticipation

Left for to think
But every moment you sink
Using your momentum to sink
Trying your best to do and not think.

Titles of wasted taint of stories stained in rose colored stink
Fathomless mindfulls of cavernous deviations left for the insightful carousels for the mind left to link