Peace,
Whats special about this piece is, I wrote it starting from the last line going up. I have no idea why I did that but I ended up writing backwards..
The Hourglass
Sperm to fetus..
That's how it all begun..
Born a son. Population has rose to one..
Crawling the path, as my steps grew further apart..
I stumbled the tracks, As I'm finally learning to walk..
Yearning to talk..
Knowledge is food to my brain..
Whats that ? Repeat it again..
Nerve cells are dead..
Jump start my mind and continue to explain..
a single drop that started the rain..
from Birth, to Cemetery, I'm reading the dictionary..
My understanding is cloudy and slow..
striving to clear..
I'm shifting in gear..
Flipping the pages of this Calendar year..
Advancing in fear, My world is bound to be..
A Celestial sphere with no Boundaries..
Surrounding me..
With these Fruits of light, of this tuition tree..
For this college of life,Time is the admission fee..
Set my ambitions free..
A mental state of a learning spree..
I'm window shopping these streets of intellect..
copping these albums of education with sound effect..
Playing the song of life..
My heart beats its love tone at first sight..
The moment is right, marriage to birth..
Planting my seed on this earth..
A gift or a Curse, I start to wonder as my life sings its second verse..
Instant converse..
I'm Running this wheel of struggle..
generating power to this legacy..
Blood pressure rising, I'm seeing double..
Blurry vision, to a comfy prison..
This bed is the closure to this mission..
The beeps run slower with frequencies that start to descend..
And when this journey finally comes to an end..
Just flip the sand clock and start it over again..
Whats special about this piece is, I wrote it starting from the last line going up. I have no idea why I did that but I ended up writing backwards..
The Hourglass
Sperm to fetus..
That's how it all begun..
Born a son. Population has rose to one..
Crawling the path, as my steps grew further apart..
I stumbled the tracks, As I'm finally learning to walk..
Yearning to talk..
Knowledge is food to my brain..
Whats that ? Repeat it again..
Nerve cells are dead..
Jump start my mind and continue to explain..
a single drop that started the rain..
from Birth, to Cemetery, I'm reading the dictionary..
My understanding is cloudy and slow..
striving to clear..
I'm shifting in gear..
Flipping the pages of this Calendar year..
Advancing in fear, My world is bound to be..
A Celestial sphere with no Boundaries..
Surrounding me..
With these Fruits of light, of this tuition tree..
For this college of life,Time is the admission fee..
Set my ambitions free..
A mental state of a learning spree..
I'm window shopping these streets of intellect..
copping these albums of education with sound effect..
Playing the song of life..
My heart beats its love tone at first sight..
The moment is right, marriage to birth..
Planting my seed on this earth..
A gift or a Curse, I start to wonder as my life sings its second verse..
Instant converse..
I'm Running this wheel of struggle..
generating power to this legacy..
Blood pressure rising, I'm seeing double..
Blurry vision, to a comfy prison..
This bed is the closure to this mission..
The beeps run slower with frequencies that start to descend..
And when this journey finally comes to an end..
Just flip the sand clock and start it over again..
