Voice Within, Voice Within, Voice Within! ! ! Poem by malini kadir

But when life keeps swirling into its own orbit........
Somewhere,
A stable referral point of time;
In a small voice within prompts
And all the artificial tapping fall off

I stand before my own eyes
Candid and clear
I bow low to circumstances............
I value you more
Time ceases to exist

the more I walk away from life
Life walks towards me...
How ironic it is
Duties still remain

Must brush aside the emotions
Pick up the scalpel to chisel
If I were a sculptor.......
it would be perhaps mechanical

But a mere mother
With erring waifs
Must then my words weave
To create the new picture

Where love, happiness reign
Where ego has fallen out with times
To go hand in hand with the business
Of making the day move in its own pace

Give me time and space cried the child
Let me understand the intricacies wild
Poetry is a beautiful lie
Can you not this beauty spy?