71) This is Life

Dear life give me a break.
Every thing is putting a pressure that I can no longer take.
I can hardly find a time to lie.
Rest becomes in itself a dream,
To have it, you shall die.
I feel like if I was in a race;
With no end to face.
Every one is demanding.
Stuff come on my way and I can't abide them.
Time seems so short and responsibilities take more.
And I can't fight the hand of the clock to stop,
Nor the circle of events to pause.
For this is life in short,
And I gotta live it til I reach the peaceful shore .

Poetry by Amanda K
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Written on 2007-07-15 at 16:48

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Mr painter
I like a lot

i agree with u absolutely!
this is life and sometimes it becomes unbearable to live devoid of life when we face the grind of hectic life.

have you read my poem "YET ANOTHER DAY" ?the theme is quite like dis.

great write here.