Sunday, August 28, 2011

The World Never Stops

Fade these dreams
The past is so clear
The world never stops
So why would these tears?

Moving on and getting over
Are always better said than done
Nothing seems easy
Life is one big run.

The rains pour relentlessly
The sun fears to shine
They say scars, they heal
Things mend with time.

But shattered glass and decaying carcass
Can they be mended from the grime?
Somethings, when they leave,
There are just memories they leave behind.

Wishes and desires, they never cease
Wants turn into basic needs
And never a soul slumbers in its last
With satisfaction of its life past.

And behold the vastness of Eternity
Is it even real?
The world never stops
So why would these tears?

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