𝗙𝗜𝗙𝗧𝗘𝗘𝗡
Just a touch of daylight
Don't want to scare the dream
Just another day of living
In the world of being me
I wonder as I lie awake
Is this my famous day?
Does today hold the minutes?
Or have the minutes slipped away
They say everyone gets fifteen
Like it's written on the sun
I want my fifteen minutes
My fame's been on the run
Thought I had them several times
I just seem to lose the grip
I'll keep trying to catch them
Till they're sewing up my lips
Maybe that'll be my fifteen
While I'm lying in a box
A paragraph in the paper
And visitation till eight o'clock
My whole life lived
Just a funeral in the books
Life doesn't stop with me
But am I worth a second look?
Will I be remebered?
I was born and did some time
Now a date on the calender
To show up and wait in line
I hope I'm a good memory
Somewhere down the road
The cause of someone laughing
When they're feeling kind of low
Guess that's all you can ask
When all is said and done
You live in the minds of others
Left your mark and had to run
𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗬𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚
Everything I am
All the things I've known
Seem petty in the distance
This body, mind, and soul
Life, work in progress
My components put to test
A universe in myself
I'm keeper of the nest
Powers known by all
Our possesion every day
My journey must be worthy
Need will to want to stay
Lately on a quest
Reading wrinkles on my face
Living no easy chore
Once started, can quit the race
Live forever, I could wish
Spread hope to several lands
Realist, my word of choice
Observing time with aging hands
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PoetryPoetry is a type of literature based on the interplay of words and rhythm. It often employs rhyme and meter (a set of rules governing the number and arrangement of syllables in each line). In poetry, words are strung together to form sounds, images...
