Passing time has increased pace
Jaded memories don't ring true
I'm way behind the merry chase
Ancient lovers no longer pursue.
Time it seems possesses wings
I did not know it could fly
Sad tidings not joy it brings
And I'm not young enough to cry.
You never pause a moment still
Your uncaring flight blasphemes
Our companion against our will
Thwarting our fragile schemes.
Magic moments were joy and many
Sad tidings now is all you bring
Spread around us like confetti
Unprotected against your sting.
Time is an exquisite illusion
Endless but don't blink an eye
Lifetime is only a sad delusion
God alone knows the reason why.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem