I was always a fan, one of the first albums I owned was Skulls and Roses. The Dead’s second studio album. To this day Grateful Dead Europe 72 is still one of my favorite live discs. I’ve been a fan for a long time, as long as I’ve been a fan of any band.
Now that I'm 28, I wonder why have I been longing for numbers all these times and hoping something miraculous happens. Maybe it's time, I make my own miracles.
We would have regrets. "I hope I did this or that instead." But it is too late now, the time has come, and we would have to go.
A reminder, a truth I so often forget: All things come to an end.
They say Time heals all But that’s never true, Time disrupts it further Taking me away from you…
Time burrows with horrors laying dormant behind icy mirrors. Loneliness echoes from regret's bellows. rustling memories’ leaves tumbling like dominoes.
Sometimes life can be so unpredictable and will get you confused about how you feel.
It is no surprise why people have been fascinated with measuring time for decades. It is the thing that gets us through the day. Maybe Bob Dylan was on to something when he warned us “the times they are a changing’.”
Time is not actually a constant. It is a variable, it takes longer for some time to go by, while other time just zooms past. Looking back that would explain a lot.
You confessed to me That you loved me And the moment you said it I was thrown off to an imaginary world
I am fitness blogger, but I also write poetry on the side. I have never shared my poetry publicly before, but I figured why not. So, here is one of many poems that I’ve written. Thank you for taking the…
Happiness: A New Beginning Abstract By M Osama Shahzad