Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Time

It’s when you care for someone and want some time with him.



I wanted your time though I said I wouldn’t.
Coz I know the world’s pressing against you every minute.
For them you’re holding a gold mine.
Who am I to beseech your precious time?

Lots of responsibilities was placed on your shoulders
You’re a man so you took it all without reservations
When you’re weary, pressured and heavy laden
Why wouldn’t you let me help appease your burden?

I just don’t need and want you simply here
I understand but I care so much so I want you near
We just can’t simply wait our time and lock our doors.
Time is free why we can't have ours?

You can find my poem at Authspot.com


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