I see no time for wine,
To dine after nine -
Nine in the morning and nine at night
Trying to write
Or to wipe the whiteness of the paper with what I can write
I am trying to rhyme
Beyond the bounds of time.
Savour the session of an appeal,
To break out of the cage of steel.
The captive son of demand
Has a lot to laugh with,
And ain't got no time for the crime
To put his head beyond time and rhyme
The songs of divine serving godly wines through times,
When he seeks a destined decision
To break out of the prison
And diffuse the treason of a timeless prison
And get time to moan and cry
And maybe try to keep his being more alive...
And he says -" I tried when I smiled at the life,
I tried asking it to try me,
Asked it to hold me -
Cry me back all the time I deserve"
And life says-" Hold on to what you seek,
Time won't let you sneak,
Sneak to the eternally seeked bliss-
Go kiss what you get for being alive
And don't strive for the time your dreams hive"
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