Now, somewhere inside me
A little life is left
A new heartbeat has woken up
I came to know that I am alive
That kind of dedication
Is there in this moment
Where was this moment of mine?
It is in front of me now
Should I touch it?
Should I die or should I live a little?
Should I kiss the happiness or should I cry a little?
Should I die or should I live a little?)
The body which was burning in the sun
Has got the shade of a tree now,
Like the smile of an angry child,
Has blossomed after cajoling
My heart can feel something like that now
Like ointment has been applied on an ages old wounds
That kind of mercy
Is there in this moment
Where was this moment of mine?
It is standing in front of me now
Like the kite which has been cut of from the string
Was my life like that,
Today is mine, tomorrow may or may not be mine,
That was my story everyday.
A new bond is calling me now from behind
Why is tomorrow worrying me?
One prick like this
Is there in this moment
Where was this moment of mine?
It is standing in front of me now
Should I touch it?
Should I die or should I live a little?
Should I kiss the happiness or should I cry a little?
Should I die or should I live a little?
For You Only
written 29.5.2014
posted 1.6.2014
very fine writing, I like it, thanks. please read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Take that moment in time...your moment of mine, that it may be one of passion and purpose....A very pure and simplistic look at what we all know....Dare to live in the moment, full and focusing on the promise of all possibilities. Well done! PEACE