The Eternal Now...

[tikatarot]

A promise is born in beginning of each day, that spark of light, that spark of hope that is born from those endless night that has pass
The ticking clock is like a steady hum of endless song behind your ears, a song that shows what life becomes after things ignored and understand
Yet many still live life pass with eyes half-closed, blinded with time and treasures and the fleeting drive to dreams and feelings in passing
The seconds slip like sand passing through any type of holes wherever it can, ignored and taken for granted with each pulsing heart beat…

We all know that time is a gift, through every fragile grip, we only make living with care if we feel hurt, learned from a lesson, but highlights even when we’re lost or in despair
How many hours have we lost, or we let fade on suddenly, how many paths or dreams have been betrayed without realizing these shallow goals that is needed
We only chase the glow of the things that bring us slow, temporary satisfaction, while these purpose hides on unseen wings of desperation
How could you even tell that this is an idle scroll, the start of an endless race through shallow goals that brings you to an empty space of satisfaction…

But there is something in this shallow goals that craves an addition to dive into, to fill that void of noise and uncertainty, wanting to speak up and longing for your attention
Yet when you mourn with time, it makes you even more denied, that part you that you may never see, that time of of life that you wanted to just go to waste
We bounty speak with our life’s plans and dreams, for tomorrow’s schemes, but when time has been overlooked in months, a year of two, we hunger still
Realizing what’s untrue, unachievable, helpless, all words without enough actions, and now I let myself fall on the trap all over again of feeling confusingly hopeless…

Still, I want to see beneath my dreams ahead, without loosing the hope that I needed, but still longing and being hungry with life again
Even with these chances are lost, regrets will not cast and eat you with a bitterness that marks you in years to come, still seeing beneath this imperfect life you have
Those what-ifs won’t crush your dreams away, haunting you like an endless tide, for these chances that are lost won’t male your future happiness be denied with what’s real
We all wanted to wish for one more hour, one more day or two, in order to just mend with the paths, chase the dreams that can’t be found- but each moment is carved in time’s embrace so why not cherish all that life has taught us as Life is long, if you live it strong…

Watchwords:
Your legacy can rest in peace
Beauty in time that can’t hide
Make each moment one to last
Uneasy moments held sincere

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Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..

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As and will always be reminding you to dream:
“As you are still the Master of your destiny and the maker of your dreams…”

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