Freewill Amon

(18th Sept 1987)

A Little, But...

A little cry,
but too much groaning.
A little smile,
but too much frowning.

A little walk,
but too much running.
A little talk,
but too much thinking.

A little impact,
but too much destruction.
A little love,
but a lot of confusion.

A little gain
out of net-breaking pains.
A little sleep,
but long time been awake.

A little result,
but too much effort.
A whole lot of pleading,
but where is the comfort?

A little appreciation,
but too much responsibility.
Big dreams!
But the opposite is reality.

A little relief,
but too much worry.
Great believe,
but too much mockery.

A lot of confession,
though with great difficulty.
Big anticipation,
countless vanity.

A little fulfilment,
but too much embarrassment.
A little enjoyment,
but too much disappointment.

A little joy,
but too much agony.
A little freedom,
but too much slavery.

Elusive truth,
but ubiquitous lie.
A brand new shoe,
but fake quality and style.

These are what I get,
but not that I deserve them.
Sometimes I wonder
If heaven is against me.

Submitted: Saturday, January 26, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 10, 2013

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I just sat and look back in my life since my teenage years till present and these are what I could make out of it. Damn!

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