The “Rush” of daily lives

As the dusk settles down slowly

the slight darkness and the orange of clouds

And from the balcony I hear the sounds

sounds of angry, tired, irritated “Horns”

that we sound endlessly,

we are in a rush, all of us

the entire civilization, the human race

RUSH of success, of achievement

of the false sense of our importance

of reaching an unknown destination

that some people wrote for us

as the definition of success

I sometimes wonder If I could PAUSE

pause in the middle of the day

to just soak in the monsoon breeze

the leisure of the settling dawn

and the display of the night stars

Just “PAUSE” to reflect inside me..


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