Cars and scooters-
All just fast paced
Did I move on.
My life found itself
In a busy style.
Running for everything
Without a moment of halt
To glare at the stars.
Didn't imagine feeling
A sudden fullstop.
Watched the sun set,
And saw the sun rise,
Chattered to a people,
With someone in mind.
I was an empty-headed bimbo.
Plainly, it's no lie.
Now my thoughts, but, are sheltered-
Revolving someone's beautiful image.
I have taken rest at a stop,
And am waiting to start.
Wonder how much swing life holds
After having found a meaning for life.....
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