The hour glass....

by Lost Soul   Sep 24, 2012


The hour glass empties,
like the hands of a
ticking clock,Its
sands fall
Away.
Away
Into nothing,
Just a bottomless
pit of the unknown.
The infinite space of time.

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  • 12 years ago

    by Chelsey

    Whooaaaaa.. this is an amazing message and really cool that its shape poetry. Really made this poem a bit more intriguing. I really loved this. Funny how we can say so much in such little words!

  • 12 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    I love this piece.... the shape of an hour glass brings it to life! Beautiful shaped form... and the message is excellent!

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