Seconds,
Sunlight started my day,
seeping through my windows,
hurried to the bathroom door,
took a shower and brushes teeth.
Minutes,
the fragrant air,
rested on my senses,
gone to the open crowd,
walking far ahead.
Hours,
greeting people, smiling,
lighten up my burden,
pasted my eyes on the papers,
passive on what's going on.
Day ended,
exhausted, excruciated,
the day is productive but why is it empty?
have I forgotten something or somebody?
In a second I looked up in the setting sun,
felt the stronger scent of air,
nods on the people saying their hellos,
God, did I become to far away?
Author notes
Read James 4:8, this verse helped me to be inspired more, and of course, on the quote prompt...
A contest entry
- without HIM... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
300 points, ended September 14, 2008, 13 entries
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Comments
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Yes a great thoughtful work you did my friend..
I love it..and thanks for such an inspiring sharing here.. -
Great poem!! I hope that you win the contest! You're a great poet!!
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