No time to live life, the way I love
No time to sit back or scroll through my own thoughts
No time to smile back at the smiling virtual faces
No time to type the words as they hurry past
No time to day dream about the rain
pouring upon thirsty grounds in a place far away
The world is too much in my way
as I tie up loose ends,unpack some memories
Real or unreal only time can say
A season too hot to venture out
A sentence coming to a temporary end
counting the last weeks till I fly home
packing bags with stuff that apologises for my absence
from the meaningful days in the lives of loved ones.
©Reena Prasad 7th June 2012( a Vacation post on fb)
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