Not Yet...

Am I calling it quits, finally?
Has rhythm abandoned me?
Am I not hungry for peace anymore?

When did I leave that desire to tip-toe thru’ the hours of dawn, on wet sunbathed sand and again turn back to count the toe prints?

But what irks me is why I did so, so passively, so sub-consciously?

Am I giving mundanity an upper hand in my life?Am I letting life carry me away on the same beaten path?

Whatever happened to the erstwhile me…whatever happened to Wildflower…!


8 comments:

--xh-- said...

the passion will never die... it may lie dorment, but will never die away... :)

d SINNER!!! said...

i agree with xh above...

thats smthin hard...

Rebecca said...

:( i cant tell u how i felt aftre reading dis..!

cant ...m word-expression-thot-less..!

Kuan Gung said...

:)

(¯`•._.•[Raaji]•._.•´¯) said...

that is a good post yet worrisome....

I hope you keep writing.
I love your blog :-)

wildflower said...

@ raaji
it jus doesn come to me these days.
so i guess we wud have to wait for spontaneity to find her way back 2 me~~~ :)

The Wandering Hermit said...

I can only repeat what Dylan Thomas said so eloquently..
Do not go gently into the night...
Rage.. Rage... Rage
Against The Dying of the Light...

zzz-writer said...

anxiety of the unknown future makes us shaky of our present. alas!! all of us face it at some point. hang on..