Treasure Island

micheal john


I weep


In the arms of present
where past is long forgotten
there i weep.
Reminisching old memories
the failures known by the past
the gloating glories of the past
there i weep.
Letting go of thoughtlessness
letting go of childish pleasure
there i weep.
I weep
As i let go the things behind me
as i embrace the futures glory
i weep.
There where eeries note is heard
there where eeries note holds the omens of time
there i weep.
there i weep.
I weep for the dead of yesterday,
i weep for the joy of tomorrow untold,
i weep for the glories ahead,
i weep.
I weep as i lay hold my conviction
as i embrace the pains of today
for the pleasures of tomorrow
there where eeries note
holds the omens of time
There i weep.
There i weep.

Submitted: Monday, August 05, 2013
Edited: Thursday, August 29, 2013

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