Kibeth
08-13-2008, 02:08 PM
Nyaaaa....well, on one rainy afternoon I decided to write some poetry.Here it is.I hope you enjoy it.
Eternity
Have you ever dreamt of it?
Can you even gasp?
In mist lies the eternity,
its edges seem so vast.
If the days would never end,
what would a human do?
There are many possibilities
but is this really true?
Soon everything repeats itself
the world turns grey and cold.
What joy are colors and happiness
if their pleasure is endless and old?
"How?" you ask
"Could this be?
Isn't eternity a gift?"
"No." I say
"It never was.
You can't escape the drift."
Eternity
Have you ever dreamt of it?
Can you even gasp?
In mist lies the eternity,
its edges seem so vast.
If the days would never end,
what would a human do?
There are many possibilities
but is this really true?
Soon everything repeats itself
the world turns grey and cold.
What joy are colors and happiness
if their pleasure is endless and old?
"How?" you ask
"Could this be?
Isn't eternity a gift?"
"No." I say
"It never was.
You can't escape the drift."