Waking up with morning sunrays
To the reality of material ways,
Ready with anxiety and prayers
To face, world’s covert plays;
Everything beyond the life’s pace
Running to stay in the rat race
Timeless chase on humanity’s face
To reach the top in vacant space;
Racing from daylight to night,
Trying to set the goal right,
With lost emotions & fake hype,
To seek and reach goal beyond sight;
To seek and reach goal beyond sight;
This is truly is the truth about life but there is soo much more than meets the eye......
you have your finger on what seems to be the pulse of life..i like the enery i felt in your poem.well done!
It is a phase of life you race and race until reach a void at the blank end..well conceived thought.. significant write...10 Rema
nicely composed a hard hitting fact of life put across in a mild tone
Lovely.simple and catchy.Too good a write.Similar subject in my poem Pellmell morning..if time permits kindly read it Thanks for sharing
I liked the rhythm of the second verse and I thought the ending was fine. It was a good theme and it was clear in meaning. That is why I recommend it. The rhythm was not consistent, and the rhyme was not the best. But overall, I felt it was a deserving poem. GW62
Timeless chase on humanity’s face To reach the top in vacant space; ..................... ... man yet defuddled by the aim spaceless trudging the path seems to be impetuous mind when slogged by the maddened world does he know what he does in rate race.....................what a wonderful poem that resounds even in the furrows of cliff, wellpenned,10+, thanks for sharing
a poem on the tiring daily race of life...a racing rising raising poem this...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very well written..... I am sure you will also write very soon about how you reached your goals and saw a new horizon from the top. Good work.