As time goes by ,
I think of how things
Have Changed,
Buildings crumble and fall
To the ground,
Paving the ground for brave
New days,
My mind aches
from memories of Good times
And friends,
And I notice I've slowed down a bit,
As old age creeps it's way in ,
As Time ticks away ,
I can feel my body
Grow Shallow and frail,
For I know that someday I'll
Leave this body
Nothing more than an empty shell,
But until then I'll just
Enjoy my life,
Sitting back watching time
Pass me by.
Dec 13, 2015
Time
About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Direction:
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
Is the internal logic consistent?
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
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I liked the poem (rather related to it) even though I'm not a fan of verso libre. I'm a structured sort of guy.
If I could offer a critique it would be that starting each verse with a capital letter is unattractive (to me at the very least). I think it is a fad that is outdated, especially in verso libre.
Sometimes correct punctuation aids clarity, though the lack of it did not interfere in your poem's intent.
Hello!
Yep growing old is not for the young. It takes years and years of experience to be able to deal with it lol. Welcome to Neopoet........stan