LIFE IS RUNNING


Did I get lost on my way?
Did I even lose myself?
Are lost my dreams and goals?

So many dreams are unfulfilled.
Am I unable to change the way of my life?
I sacrificed too many dreams and goals.
Are they lost forever or only unfulfilled yet?

There are still dreams.
How may I live them?
Life and time have changed me.

Responsibilities are no excuses
but stronger than self-realization and freedom,
To be always in a bind drives me nuts.
Call me stupid, cowardly, weak, whatever you want.

It doesn't matter.
Doesn't matter what you think,
doesn't matter what I do.

Like a pointer of an old analog scale,
I try to adjust the center myself, to find the balance.
What are my profits, what my debts?
I can not fill the bowls of the scale with same weights.

How to balance the scales?
What may I do?
Life is going on.

Time to stop or get back time is impossible.
Second by second, hour by hour, day by day, and year by year.
Tick-tack, tick-tack, tick-tack, tick-tack... incessantly
The clock of life doesn't stop running.

Wake me up bell!
Don't let me tarry!
Every day is precious.

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  • Thanks, Onee-chan for liking my poem. 

  • Dear Evangelina, this poem reflects my own experience. You know? I can say about myself that I am not a submissive person who obeys others, but somehow, I tried to fulfill mainly the expectations of others. So I have lost much of myself. If we are too considerate and don't satisfy our own needs, one day, we will wake up, and we have to realize it is too late to change anything.

    I know, many people would say it'is never too late. That is always easy to say if we do not have to walk in someone else's shoes. If we never confess how we feel then nobody will know how much we are hurt. No one would understand if we demand something for our own.

    Thanks for your comment.
    You got me exactly. I am in love with language and words.
    It's my way to express my feelings, my spirit, my opinion, and to clean up the mess of my mind.
    I am aware, I never will be able to paint a real picture of my mind, but I try. At least to myself.

  • Rose,

    Outstanding thoughtfully composed.

    Some time back, because I read some poems here, I sat at home trying to compose a poem, but it didn’t really worked out well, I guess, I just do not have that talent.

    Therefore I always highly admire, when I read here poems written by members, especially those ones as I feel, I understood the words.

    Not because I have a negative outlook, but I liked those stanzas;

    “Responsibilities are no excuses
    but stronger than self-realization and freedom,
    To be always in a bind drives me nuts.
    Call me stupid, cowardly, weak, whatever you want.
    It doesn't matter.
    Doesn't matter what you think,
    doesn't matter what I do.”

    Reading those said me something and therefore those lines are meaningful to me. Sometimes not expectations towards us selves, but the expectations our surroundings have towards us, can be so draining, sometimes it is difficult to hide away and say stop.

    Sometimes it is so difficult to live up to all those expectations, to make everyone satisfied and happy...,

    You are a very talented Poet, Rose, because of this, I think :)

    “A poet is, before anything else, who is passionately in love with language

  • Thanks for stopping by, reading and commenting on my blog, anum.

  • yes that's true ! Life is running........and in this phase we met many people and many we lose but our life still move on its not ends.. 

  • Rose

    The second last para of your poem reminds me my this blog:

    https://www.myenglishclub.com/profiles/blogs/time-7

    You may find it interesting to read.

    Thanks.

  • The last Mughal Emperor BAHADUR SHAH ZAFAR was also a poet.

    He said: (translation)

    THERE ARE THOUSANDS OF DESIRES AND DREAMS ON I AM READY TO DIE TO GET THEM FULFILLED.

    MOST OF MY DREAMS FULFILLED BUT STILL LESS.

    Thanks for the nice poem Rose. I like it very much.

  • Hi Roman.

    The living is like a roller coaster. Sometimes, it makes us happy, and sometimes, we are disappointed. But always, is the life valuable and unique and we should live it with joy. No one knows what may happen. It lies in our own hands to do the best we can.

    Thanks for reading my "poem" and for your nice comment.

  • Hi Rose!

    Your poem has so many meanings! I like that it is an inspiring poem! It is sad that we can't stop it and we can't fulfill all the dreams.

    But you are right, we should never stop and don't let our carrying about "what will they say" ruin our dreams!

    Thank you for sharing!

  • What for a nice appreciation for my writing, dear Paula!
    I thank you very much.
    As my English is just self-taught, I try writing the plot of my stories, fairytales, and poems with simple words.
    I try to improve my grammar because I know that grammar my weakness is.
    I use a fair amount of poetic license in my poems. (LOL)

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