To truly be able to breathe
Enjoying what little things
Life offers us that we take
For granted without regret
A peaceful sleep after a
Long tiring day of surviving
And the carefree laughter
At the dinner table with family
Cup of tea with an old friend
We wait till the perfect time
But as you wake up to step
Into the world that is out to get
You like monsters that haunt
You during the days, enjoying
How easily you fall into the trap
Of the rat race the world throws
You into, but you are a voluntary
Victim to this design of life as
You feel it’s necessary to live in
This pace to enjoy bigger things
But by the time you think you
Can stop to cherish, seasons
Have passed and your children
Are gone while your hair go
Gray and you mourn over death
Of times lost in abyss of sorrows
Hi! I love reading your posts! Btw, sorry to disturb you, I’m new to WP do you think you could check out my blog and leave a comment. I’d love some help from someone more experienced as you! Keep it up! 🙂
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Hi!
Thank-you for dropping by 🙂 I’ll surely check your blog, sorry for responding late.
Much love
B
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You worded the situation perfectly. I can only hope that we should be strong enough to not get into the trap or if we ever did, we have strength to break it down.
Hope you are doing fine.
I am back with my reading and here I am on your blog feeling so refreshed 🙂
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I missed you ❤ and yes, life can be difficult so you got to keep looking for the stable ground. A reason deeper than all this chaos and plastic that surrounds us.
Much love
B
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Same here, love! Life is keeping busy and is a bit messed up.
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Hope you’re okay…
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Yes, I am.
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But hey! Eid Mubarak 😀 hehe.
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Thanks *Hugs* xD
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Life has truly become a rat race!
Such a soulful poem.
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Thanks 🙂
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Whenever I read such lines I’m reminded of one song….
“So they while away their hours
In their ivory towers
Till they’re covered up in flowers
In the back of a black limousine.”
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Life is one big irony at best
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Reblogged this on Surrendering My Shield and commented:
True words from my beautiful and deeply moving friend
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A thought provoking poem, Barrira. I was thinking about some of this after a tough day at work and then enjoying the peace of sitting next to my wife on our back step. The contrast in how I feel across those two settings is startling. Cheers =)
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Yeah, one place where you can be you and other where you HAVE to be what they want you to be. Yes, life can be tough but people close to our hearts make it worth it 🙂
B
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The people close to our hearts definitely make it worth it. Cheers =)
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They do ❤
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This is truly a reflection of life as we know it. Such a testament to the journey. Great work!
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Thanks 🙂
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Lovely, B !
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You were missed
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Thank you for liking “Red Geraniums.” I am also not happy about the “rat race” as a way of life. It is hard to balance work and family life when the time you spend at work (and thinking about work when you are at home) is more than the time you spend with your family. However, some people have no choice but to work long hours so that they can earn enough money to pay the bills and feed their families. It is a vicious cycle! 😦
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It is and you’ve described it perfectly well! SO many of us are a part of rat race consciously but without a choice, not because we want to but because really what else can we do? Running away to live in mountains may look good in pictures and dreams but for most of us, there is a lot of responsibilities we can’t go away from. *sigh*
Best
B
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Yes, it is a frustrating situation. It would be difficult for most of us to run away to the mountains or somewhere else. Many of us are used to working and living in a city and have no idea how to live off the land.
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