Stop

10/13/2011

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Always in a hurry
To save those minutes few;
Rushing, tripping, racing,
To reach a deadline new.

No time there is in any case
To stop and breathe in peace,
Savor the beautiful moment that
For work will never cease.

Friends and family that exist
Are believed to be forever;
Their absence does the mind negate,
For truth does make it shiver.

The happiness of the moment,
Is lost to speed and haste;
Oh foolish mortal ! why must you
This precious life so waste?
Vani
10/14/2011 08:13:58 am

Poems to be savored, pondered upon, relished and cherished. I got my message for the day!

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Kristin
10/14/2011 09:03:19 am

So apt- especially for people like us Vani, caught in the rut.

Profound.

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Saurabh
10/14/2011 09:27:37 am

Very true.

My favorite!

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Pankaj Satija
10/15/2011 12:01:07 am

Smell the roses
Breathe a sigh
Is it the hippocampus
Or cingulate gyri

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10/16/2011 12:56:25 am

I thought it was,
The temporal lobe;
Triggered by stimuli,
It decided to probe!

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indie
10/27/2011 01:35:31 am

stopping a while and reading these gems in rhyme makes me believe in 'the happiness of the moment'

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