Posted by : RioZee Tuesday, April 9, 2013

The air slowly in,

The air slowly out,

Lungs taking their fill,

Releasing the stale with out,

Incessantly the process goeth on,

Why doth heart quaver on,

Some unique sublime,

Aint the time in the prime,

(Written for NaPoWriMo 2013 - 30 Poems in 30 Days challenge!)

{ 4 comments... read them below or Comment }

  1. Last four lines gives this poem a vintage touch. Beautiful!

  2. Thanks Saru ji, my poetry is honored by your signature.

  3. at first I felt like Patanjali campaign but soon I realised my mistake... beautifully penned PL!


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