Array ( [sid] => 180965 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Ungrateful by m.n.i.w [time] => 2015-04-08 12:06:10 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I got a fetish for neglecting things that I should cherish.
Once I realize its true value, those moments have already perished.

Who's at fault when our time becomes essence-less?
When we begin to question our coexistence.
How do we make each moment resemble something of elegance?
Time must be at our mercy because time is merciless.

Forgive my sins and all my sins that may become friends.
The time I have left only depends.
Many circumstances.
Moments left up to chances.
I surrender to pessimistic thoughts on multiple occasions.
Only make moves when motivation is provided by mental persuasion.

Or when exteriors give me a motive.
Sometimes I fail to see the reason for the worth of pursuance.
Coagulated thoughts then become a nuisance.
Time never waits, so I watch time with prudence.
So maybe my time can be continued, rather than in conclusion. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 139 [topic] => 21 [informant] => mniw [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems ) Your Poetry Dot Com - Ungrateful by m.n.i.w


Ungrateful by m.n.i.w
Date: Wednesday, 8th April 2015 @ 12:06:10 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: mniw
I got a fetish for neglecting things that I should cherish.
Once I realize its true value, those moments have already perished.

Who's at fault when our time becomes essence-less?
When we begin to question our coexistence.
How do we make each moment resemble something of elegance?
Time must be at our mercy because time is merciless.

Forgive my sins and all my sins that may become friends.
The time I have left only depends.
Many circumstances.
Moments left up to chances.
I surrender to pessimistic thoughts on multiple occasions.
Only make moves when motivation is provided by mental persuasion.

Or when exteriors give me a motive.
Sometimes I fail to see the reason for the worth of pursuance.
Coagulated thoughts then become a nuisance.
Time never waits, so I watch time with prudence.
So maybe my time can be continued, rather than in conclusion.

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