The world full of chaos
and lives running on wheel
amidst blind race and evil
With lost peace of mind
Flute, nowhere to be heard.
Written for A Prompt Each Day - Sunday #5
and Ultimate Blog Challenge - Day #5
This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 30 ; the thirtieth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton . ''People forgets by the time the loss you faced. '' So True! Everything seems fine on this sandy beach like any other evening in orange shade. Laughter can be heard by everyone but no one can listen scream. ' ' Hey Sea, You swallowed him, I wont' forgive you even if your waves touches my feet Million times'' Shadorma (Syllable- 3-5-3-3-7-5) ...
Quite true. We're in such a hurry, and at most times, in the loudness of our life and life around us, that the simple things seem lost.
ReplyDeleteWell said, Dearo :)
DeleteYes, Simran,in the hum drum of daily life, we forget to enjoy the joys of daily life. Well written.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Usha ji :)
Deletevery true! well penned :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Ankita :)
DeleteThe fast pace of life these days leaves us with no peace of mind. Nicely put in the poem :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Reema :)
DeleteI've learned over years of practice to stay in my own peaceful zone no matter what goes on around me. To me that is what gains us a place of solid ground.
ReplyDeleteThat's a wonderful thing, Sue! :)
DeleteHaste and chaos captured well here, Simran. Great job in this limited words! :)
ReplyDeleteThis made me happy. Glad you liked it. Thank you :)
DeleteWait! Don't I hear a flute piping in the distance? Can't you hear it too? ;)
ReplyDeleteBamboo Flute
I am glad you can hear it around :)
DeletePowerfully and poignant.
ReplyDeleteThank you :)
DeleteI love this one! The truth :)
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