Friday, November 4, 2022


 the sun aflame hung high above

a subtle blaze grazing my surface

a peaceful moment overwhelmed

squinting in the presence of her bliss

lost in the panic of life’s demands

I long for a chance of tranquility

owned and defined by the deadlines

I hope that peace can be with me

time is short so do it now, they say

demands and demands are evermore

enslaved by the responsibility

the next day same as the one before

tell me not a thing, I beg of them

for I know all the things I must do

but for only a moment, a second alone

I wish for a break, at least a chance to

if only I could pause the time,

when I feel that all will fall apart

so that I can go at my own pace

and have my best interests at heart

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