Heartbeats Poem by Keith Anastase KAMOSSO

A heart beats so many times in a lifetime
Nevertheless there comes a time it stops
The good or bad we choose
The sooner we get close to the end

As much is the light on the sun
There’s always the shadow on the moon
Even if it might light up in the night
But there’s a kingdom of darkness next

Short or tall we feel
Strong or weak we might be
We just don’t know how to get over it
And that kills us deep down

We miss what we had
We crave for what we want
But the upshot is different from the obsession
Yet if the destiny is for us to decide

It so hard to move on
Still hard to forget
But if life can carry on
Carry us on, and on and on

The curiosity of what to happen
The thirsty of what to come
Sometimes it helps to stand still
Since we all meet in cycle-time of life

We never pray to die
But we don’t breathe everlastingly
Life might be diminutive
But actions live much longer

Heavens are higher than our heads
Life is more than gulp of air
Where is our judgment?
Where is our brainpower?



If we know what the future holds
Who will work hard to live and tell the tale?
Who will wish to stars?
Who will be the keeper or the seeker?

Let’s live today
Because tomorrow we‘ll breathe our last breath
The pain we feeling now
All will fade away like ash in wind

Heartbeats are just the rhythm we feel in the chest
But it means more than regularity
Heartbeat is like the life ticking-clock
Heartbeat is a manner to number our days.