DELAY
From the corner of my eye
I see beauty in my world
I see the blackness around
From the cliff of nearby mountains
I hear the cries across the ocean
I hear music of shattered dreams
From behind the bars of my heart
I feel the love lost for nought
I hear wings flapping love away
From the dotted lines of experience
I read the hidden handle of pains
I saw it in poetry painted on canvas
From the lips of the aged, I heard:
"Delay is the thief of time"
"Delay is our ruin"
From now on till forever
I still have no reason why I paused
When my heart felt that pulse.
That I should have taken up my cause.
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