Slow Time Undermine's Flow's Climb

Slow beats heart's flow, forgets dreams' themes once sought
Too soon faith fails, spins cobweb wraiths, sins caught
In Time's checkmate matrix grid lock. Once bold
Music wild, soul's passion dims, defiled, short-sold.
Existence pales, stales, falls, love's tales abort.

(24 May 2012)

poem by Jonathan Robin
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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