'Tis pretty crappy, but I am finally starting to get back in the had of writing poems >>
*kicks self for having a 2 month writers block*
All in A Life Time
Look at him standing there
Running a hand through his hair
Behind him, a home and his sins,
Ahead a new life to begin
He heard, beyond hardship’s cold stare,
There was glory; a breath of air
And to him there was nothing more,
But a shadow drawn, and tattered war.
And so much he did
And so much he learned
And so much was lost
All in a lifetime
Torn and resigned, he gives out a sigh;
Mingling in the air with the truths and lies
A possible future finally gave its last breath;
And a mad resolve suddenly left
And in return came nothing, no tears cried;
Only a lifetime, there to remind
That there’s a time and a word
Then and never; ‘least that’s what he heard
And so much he did
And so much he learned
And so much was lost
All in a lifetime
And in return came nothing, no tears cried;
Only a lifetime, there to remind
That there’s a time and a word
Then and never; ‘least that’s what he heard
*kicks self for having a 2 month writers block*
All in A Life Time
Look at him standing there
Running a hand through his hair
Behind him, a home and his sins,
Ahead a new life to begin
He heard, beyond hardship’s cold stare,
There was glory; a breath of air
And to him there was nothing more,
But a shadow drawn, and tattered war.
And so much he did
And so much he learned
And so much was lost
All in a lifetime
Torn and resigned, he gives out a sigh;
Mingling in the air with the truths and lies
A possible future finally gave its last breath;
And a mad resolve suddenly left
And in return came nothing, no tears cried;
Only a lifetime, there to remind
That there’s a time and a word
Then and never; ‘least that’s what he heard
And so much he did
And so much he learned
And so much was lost
All in a lifetime
And in return came nothing, no tears cried;
Only a lifetime, there to remind
That there’s a time and a word
Then and never; ‘least that’s what he heard