I am feeling happy.
It is a feeling I know.
Good. But confusing.
The world seems to be more colourfoul, better than before.
I am sitting there, as the time flies by.
I stand still, but my mind constantly moves.
Time flies. The clock is ticking.
The time seems to be endless.
As I am waiting for you.
beastkid7
BRAVO! I do the same thing!! poetry that is check my post!
till then
feats are being reached
feelings are being felt
and I'm in this chair
Moments have past me with in my grasp
fallen stars, pretty stars -all have past
but there are more to come
I'm young
recently read a Quote I would like to apply to my life
"Success isn't a result of spontaneous combustion. You must set yourself on fire." ~Arnold H. Glasow
FairSquare
I wouldn't want to call my ramblings poetry.