time poetry

The covering of your curtains were begining to tore into pieces of dusty roads. Passing to many intersections creates a broadways of cardboards. Walkers are tempted to turn into different sideways of life lanes. Many were performing an activity of runs into its full strenght lines. You tickles like the masking colors of the wind sound. Voices were flying to many different directions of the tables on round. Faces were begining to play hide and seek in the evening of dimming lights. Melodies of twinkling stars were on the windows of sights. darkness are turning into the flashing lightlimes of nighting noon. players and gamers were stuned by the beauty of sparkling moon. shadows were present to all bounderies of prison cell. smokers were begining to produce mist of smokes drill. your were the recorder of life events. history existed because of your ability to knits. audiences were dancing around the stages that your built. some were jumping and rolling arount the treasure bolt.

you were in different corner waiting passers to fall on the traps. you created an entries that fooled us to our knees. every doorstep is another beginning of laughter. the sounds of slamming doors produce crying melodies to each hearts. you lost the keys of joy along the roads of success. every winning moments is your shadow of fear. your monster become your guiding angel along the light of darkness. the singing angels of light become your enimies along the throne of happiness. upon the tickling of clock the sound of wonders is now walking to your doors. days are bleeding because of the wherlwind that found the keys of time. times are now showing its flaws due to the pendylum boxes were opened. creatures and dancing in a chaotic motion of melody. you were the reflection of time flaws. your existence appear because of it. keep dancing the time flawed. do the flawed movement of time. time flaws are time flaws of existence.