![]() The momentA Poem by imagwriteine![]() Life: nothing more than trying your best and live the moment![]()
It's in our nature, I guess,
To choose the unattainable, aim high, fall hard, and leave ourselves in a pile of rubble. What is the point in nonsensical compliments? In the end, dished out are the empty words, embarrassed are the recipients, and reality remains unaltered. Neither is it helpful being a pessimist, whining, complaining, fretting, depriving yourself, through torment and trials, of rest, without the slightest idea of your ability of achieving. What's good in whining, complaining? Tending to small things, staggered by the tiniest mistakes. What's good to set hollow shells of words flying? Meaningless, superficial. Rather look at the sea of stars at night, and streaks of silver dashing through the sky, hope, and treasure the moment, however brief, and long for the next occurrence even if it seems nigh.
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3 Reviews Added on January 5, 2015 Last Updated on January 5, 2015 Author![]() imagwriteineHong KongAbouta rookie (student to be precise) who likes imaginative writings and meaningful poems, reviews on my work would be nice, thx :) more..Writing
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