The moment you know
(your)time is finite
you will find a way
to make things happen
That is the moment of truth,
your fears are gone
and you leap to
your dream land
Suddenly then ,
you will see,
there are very few
(things) you care about
and nothing worthwhile
to hold on..
Its too short a time
to crib about wrongs
we all ought to reach
the same end,
tragedy or not
That is the moment of truth ,
when what you see, in your mirror
grins right back at you.
The moment you know,
when time is finite
and you are all
you have got
you will know- you.
3 comments:
This says a lot......I like your use of parantheses.
Very thoughful. And true.
A hopeful poem, full of joy, and self-acceptance.
The moment you know,
when time is finite
and you are all
you have got
you will know- you.
You come full circle by the end of the poem, with added meaning.
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