Milomi's world

This is a poem about how we are astonished at time that flies. How we dream of, yet fail to pen down our journeys through life.

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Before me lies a million moments
I am bound to forget
And behind me lies a million memories
I hope I can remember.

I’m hopelessly caught between the two
Letting my mind wander
Between the two worlds
Yet marveling at
How the two worlds merge.

How does time ignore my constant pleas
To slow down
And rush to explore what lies ahead
Sometimes leaving me behind wondering what went wrong

And how does time slow down to a crawl
After the usual marathon it sprints every day
Forgetting an invisible target
And waltzing like nature at night.

I’m caught in the midst of an ocean
With no regard of the tide
That ebbs and flows
With no regard of me
Who is strangling, struggling, against time
Wanting to be set free

But what will happen after
After we have been rid by time
And the world has been rid of us

Will we be clung on to and cried upon
Or will we be reduced to some insignificant speck of dust
Blown from one place to another
Always unmapped, unrecognized, unknown

Written by
Milomi.

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