Lost in our complexity,
Imprisoned in schedules,
We overlook the moment
Like a snowflake in the storm.
We must race for survival.
None stop to smell the flowers.
Meditation is a joke
With the now as its punchline.
Our lives, love, no different;
We rush to find our meaning.
Too focused on the tunnel,
Unaware of those close by.
Life is choice; I choose to rest.
My decision, criticized.
I beg you, take the same route.
Come join me in the present.
Omit the past, the future;
Exist in this space just once.
Life goes on, so remember:
In this moment, I love you.
Author notes
With our hectic schedules and misplaced emphasis on the past and future, a romantic moment can easily be overlooked or put on the back burner when a new challenge arises.
The only truth in words exists when they are spoken, before time, experience, and whatever other poisons exist in our lives corrupt them.
A contest entry
- the simple truth.. by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
300 points, ended August 30, 2008, 14 entries
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Comments
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Yes..This is what the life is my friend..and you have depicted it so rightly and so much depth with..well done..and thanks for sharing it...
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Good poem.
Good poem with a theme so important.
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