Instants Poem by Morhardt Carmen Mencita Monoi Angel

Instants



Instants


Seconds hours
Nights and days
Ceaselessly
Relentlessly
Feeling worn out
earth turns round
heart keeps beating
life goes on and on
instants
tender and cruel
ugly and beautiful
sad and happy
relentlessly
we humans
run after instants
which constantly
however just passed


(Switzerland)

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