Peace on the earth and the heavens above

Sunday, March 22, 2009

When the passion goes missing

Work becomes depression,
holidays feel listless,
relationships are thrown asunder.
People evoke frustration.
When the passion goes missing,
Life becomes an endless blur.
But all is yet not lost,
only when you taste dispassion,
can you savour the thrills of passion.
So rise and shine..
It's yet another day..
So do your best and
at the end of it all, close your eyes and pray.
Someone's listening up there.

1 Comments:

At 8:18 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

what a beautiful poem... :)

 

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