Short of Time…

Linking this with #Daily Chatter #UBC Day 17.


Short of Time

#100DaysOfBlogging Day 25

When I’m having fun, I don’t notice it slip away. I’m in the moment. I’m enjoying myselfso much that the future seems far away. But once done, I realize it. And I ache for a chance to recreate those moments. It’s not possible. Even if I try, the moment that is recreated would be much different to me.

As a writer, when I’m stuck in a rut, I want to break it. I wish that time doesn’t go away so quickly, leaving me with lots to write, lots to catch up on, especially when I am in a challenge. It’s not impossible to catch up later, but time doesn’t slow down to help me.

There are some things in life that seem to be heading towards an end. On one hand, the end may bring some calmness to life, something that seems to be difficult to find of late. On the other hand, I can’t help but yearn that time slows down, so more time can be spent making moments and memories before that end arrives.

Time seems to slip away quickly. I don’t want it to. But it does. And it takes an eternity away in a moment.


(© Vinay Leo R. @ I Rhyme Without Reason, 17th October 2016)

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Poetry & writing to me are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

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