Floating Sand Poem by Marx Lenn Mendoza

if you'll count in
nothing have seperated in
the distant light
have coated lining

dropp off the keys
and time could split
in the tunderous pace
all will be sudden

why? could let it be
that sound have crashed
my heart scourged fluently
in manner condition

as path walked by
and the purpose of whining
trembled in the sky
and little peebles flew

i have searched
very long time in circles
couldn't touch the amber
of the possibilities

now, if has seen through
clouds have flew away
the sun shines beyond
flower's path to it

nothing could have concealed
embrace the coming
bombard with overwhelmed
and that i see

if there's one of it
i would definetly cry
but the unlikely smug
i could have it

unconquered the sands
on the floating time of ours
and the dream have gone
and run through the midst

...of time and life