We all are running,
In the race called life,
Or what we can say is,
Life-the never-ending race.
Chasing things after things,
Changing goals after goals,
So much proud that
involves ourselves into
Another goal before achieving
The previous one.
Mind the mastermind of
this never-ending race.
Never really thinks what we break,
What we left, what we lose,
Because it's a race no moment to turn around to look.
Seems like chasing dreams
But greed is exactly what
Making you chase.
Greed to conquer a never-ending race.
Standstill, stop
You aren't losing anything.
It's a lie that
There is no time for you, if you stop.
But actually there is no time, if you don't live this moment.
Take breath look around,
It's not a race to be finished in rush.
Life is a never-ending race
but don't try to complete it in a rush.
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Thank you so much that you read. I know it's not that good. It's just a try. And I guess I will do better next time.
YOU ARE READING
Life
PoetryReaders it's some thoughts that came to my mind and I tried to put them together in words. Nothing special just some of those regular thought which I guess I have woven beautiful in to poems.
