I yearn for songs that have not been written,
As I count minutes that have already passed.
While these hands attempt to compose thoughts,
I see truth exposed in a light too clear,
My pen fades out…
Tomorrow may never come.


15 Replies to “Revelation”

  1. pen fades as ink dies…. but human being fades as hope dies….
    for us we have not seen the tomorrow, but tomorrow is a hope for us which keep us willing to live today
    great post …. actually beautiful and wonderful!

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