In light of recent events and conversations. This poem ran through my fingers before I had time to think about it.
What ever is going on now.
Will change.
While you think you'll be the same person.
You won't.
It won't take long.
Only a couple of years or so.
People will see you differently.
Treat you differently.
Think of you differently.
Whatever hassles you now.
Will fade.
Whatever you love now.
May not be so lovely then.
The things you look forward to now may be faint memories then.
The arguments you had now will be long forgotten then.
Now hurts.
Now burns.
Now changes.
Becomes then.
02.10.2008
Will change.
While you think you'll be the same person.
You won't.
It won't take long.
Only a couple of years or so.
People will see you differently.
Treat you differently.
Think of you differently.
Whatever hassles you now.
Will fade.
Whatever you love now.
May not be so lovely then.
The things you look forward to now may be faint memories then.
The arguments you had now will be long forgotten then.
Now hurts.
Now burns.
Now changes.
Becomes then.
02.10.2008
2 comments:
wow, this is so lovely!
thank you for the sweet comment! your poem is very insightful. you would love the book The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran!
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