A Matter of Time


 

 

It’s only a matter of time, before you can bleed like me

…..or can you?

Off the twilight zone;

Into the woods

Of the sleeping sun;

Can you fall in love with the red?

Oh! Babe! Keep the smile and bleed like me!

It’s only a matter of time, that you realize the reds in me,

…, before you can love to die.

In the hands of eternity;

Into a lifetime

Of a spotless mind;

Can you see the same old dream?

Oh! Babe! Bleed in red, but keep the smile like me!

It’s only a matter of time, you realize; there are angels in the nights

…, before you can live in the everyday.

Turn the page;

Of my shadows

Of the 1000 miles;

Can you sing that beauty must live?

Oh! Babe! Would you agree that pain’s a beauty!

It’s only a matter of time that you think, who you are.

…see me, when you look at nothing.

To fade in you;

Of spilled blood

Of love undone;

You can’t bleed like I do?

Oh! Babe! Keep the smile, coz I won’t show how I bled.


About Dream Peddler

The author finds too many similarities with himself and the boy Calvin. Although a cold blooded techie, working with an Indian software MNC, the finer things of love and life fascinates him. Major portions of his work are about the things that inspires and pacifies. Politics and society too get a chance.

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