Life crawls at snail’s pace when you count every breath of you! !
There it comes; thanks to Haven here it goes.
Feeling every inch of pain and tribulation
Go through every inch of anxiety and frustration.
Celebrating joy that comes for every passing moment
You draw comparisons not among years but with last breath of you.
When you count each breath of you! !
You sway not smoothly but each nano second poses to be speed breaker
Halting you for that tiny moment,
Letting you absorb that pain.
When you count each breath of you! !
You don’t fly straight but through labyrinth of air particles.
Jolting you, jerking you, twitching you, reminding you of your own self
When you count each breath of you! !
You go with everyone but with your self and yet you no one around but you.
You ride and let your horse take you where it wants to:
In lost jungle? Unknown path? Forgotten valley? ;
Or throw you in a ditch? Or make you fly in skies?
Precisely, you cease your right on you
So that, you count each breath of you! !
You cry, scream, yell, screech and mourn longing to be heard
But every one leaves you just to let you count every breath of you?
hmmmm....perhaps an intelligent net for slowing down the reckless ceaseless time
great poem i find myself counting as well this poem makes me think thanks for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow! matured composition! thoughtful indeed. ammmmazing imagery! 10++++