The life goes on
without seeing the sun rise
as I am not an early riser.
The life moves on
without seeing the flowers blossom
as I am occupied otherwise.
The life flies on
without seeing the birds fly
as I am flying elsewhere.
The life runs on
without seeing the boys run
as I am running for my bread.
The life trots on and on
years pass with a speed unknown
as I age with the years all known.
The life has to slow down
allowing me to experience all the above
it would be a bliss anyhow.
Meenas Poems 
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