You'll Never Know

Like a musical tune it only brings a question

But not what it means,

Only what will be said.

The time has elapsed since parting,

Minutes now hours,

Days now weeks,

And rarely enjoying a solitary moment within each one,

But I've found my distractions,

And that makes me happy,

How can it possibly be said?

When distance has set its toll 

Does heart change or grow?

Once the parting is no longer,

A massive urge to reveal one thought within my mind

Is only so easy in words,

But in heart...I have no doubts either

Why should there be worry,

The mouth of my thoughts cloud my intentions with worry,

Worry that must be kept aside.

If worry is dismissed

Will hours become minutes again?

 

 Probably not...i mean how is that even possible?  : ) So maybe minutes will still seem like hours but how I spen those 'hours' is what matters I guess...I've already spent a good time of them making this blog, which I must say was worth it : ) and I'm glad I did it

The confirmation of this poetic spree has already assured me that my mind is foolish and that I must stop worrying and smile...because sometimes that's all we have...we do it for ourselves and for others. That is the end of my poem I guess...yeah aha : )

I hope you read this blog