if
we came back to reality,
we really didn't have any idea
when we'll meet our very
"last breath "
so, what matter's is how
well we live "now"
and in our "present"
trying to make up all the fights,
from harshly to kindly
letting it go
all those things
never meant for me,
even if it's very close
to my heart
whenever,i see myself i put
a smile,a delicate gesture
who touches my soul
before someone else
trying to talk
with all those people
who are making an effort ,
to keep real a bond
in these race of busy life
gracefully,
i'm falling in this race,
where, i never meant to stand
where, i don't belong
in a battle of
"surviving and living"
these are real mess
of beautiful life
if
it's luxurious or not,
i'm falling for "little things "
for real, watching an sunset
through my window
i'm grateful and lucky
that i'm breathing in and out,
talking with you,
eating a dinner with family,
hanging out with friends,
standing well on my feets,
ready to face an untitled reality!
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Take Time To Smell The Roses
PoesiaIt's poetry, "Take time to smell the roses" when we are all busy chasing the name, fame, and dreams where we forget almost ourselves and the surrounding beautiful things to see in this chaotic life. it's to inspire all those little things and v...
