We're Still Us.

life never stops moving

feels as though it robs us of time

but when it robs and we blame life

it's simply the depression of time we lost

happiness makes time fly

and a longing day lasts for years

my mind can't move at a steady pace

to where i don't need to point the finger

i love when what i've worked for

is so generously rewarding me

and i use the robbed hours of night

to then discover moon light

time was taken away from us

a year has passed us quickly

which makes me believe i was happy

i'm tired of being silent 

it shouldn't have to hurt to speak of you

life never stops and in this life

i want you to keep coming home to me

Reviews

[Androglossia]

When a vague longing, like a dim homesickness, awakens in the bosom of the queen of of the air, it spreads its wings as if embracing the air and starts boldly toward the sky, frightened, scared, proud.

We move through in much the same way eagles take a flight. Longing is the force that propels us forward. Thrusting initially with our very strength. Yet it keeps reminding us of what we left behind and we had to look back and embrace the truth that we have moved to another time, another place otherwise, we will not go very far.

I love the way you use the free verse form of writing. Your have way with words that easily conveys emotion.

[Silvario]

"happiness makes time fly
and a longing day lasts for years"
Truer words have never been spoken! :)

A well painted piece. I can see and certainly feel the emotion and devotion pouring through this piece.
Another beautiful write :)

[soliloquy]

This is romantic and sweet. This sounds like the summary of a persons life over many years....?

[Rebecca Hope Rouston]

right! about 4 years.

[soliloquy]

Thank you for sharing.

[Rebecca Hope Rouston]

always my pleasure :D

[An owl on the moon]

So many poignant, perfect phrases, but simply loved: "Life never stops and in this life I want you to keep coming home to me." A longing, loving plea. Beautiful and honest.