Too late.
Rush rush rush....the hours go by....
Time looks out from every corner, waiting to grab your eye....
Life competes for your attention with a myriad other things,
Later, you say, as you attend to the next chore.
Lie in bed every night, mind far far away
But not far enough to escape moribund chores
Life peeks out again, timidly
Waiting for your glance, waiting for your chance
Alas, but you miss all the chances
Life runs away, one fine day,
You want to seize it,
But it is too late in the day.
posted by Anupama. @ 12:08 pm
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