Time ! Precious Time..

What is draining or taxing for you….for me…well…
A day is spent without a loved one’s or the day isn’t smiling..
Talking to someone who doesn’t understand me..
Spending time with people who are expert in finding faults, but just can’t empathise..
At the cost of those who even understand my silence..
Trying to prove a point to someone who is not open mind..
Take my energy unnecessarily and make me feel low through every minute passing by..
Though there are some special people in everyone’s life that even thinking and remembering them bring such joy..
And then circumstances force to talk to some that we just can’t relate and don’t know why..

Amid the chaos would like to seal my time..
To those who have space as well as guarded and understand me..
I accept I can’t choose all the time and mostly adjust and flow by..
But still want the blessing of the time to spend with my people to justify my day along while..


I know there is for sure something beautiful in everyone not at all questioning the fact by any means anyway..
But not everybody connects or takes time to understand and we can’t make everyone understand everytime..

Recognise late the importance of positive vibes, be with those who actually care and its me who needs to spare the time..
Punished enough as some days struggled to find voice to hear or someone who just there to listen by!


Hence quite infer what is taxing n draining me and who is adding days to my life..
Oh! Missed to spend time with some really great souls, those just have love, wisdom, kindness, friendship and joy to spread by..
Because was not realising what is actually worth and what doesn’t of my time…


Everybody teaches me one thing or another though..
That’s where I have just wasted or rather killed my time..
The daily longing of wish to make up to the precious lost time..
And What has added to my actually lived days that are full of life..
What are the real moments meant that will become the sweet memories of a lifetime..
I actually know some of the memory lane that will appear to me when I will be left with few last minutes of my time..
But unfortunately and regretfully don’t know how to make up for the lost time!
Bless my time…only God is good all the time…Bless my time.

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Make every movement spend with loved one count and understands that it is one of those precious things that money can’t buy and time won’t repeat, but regret eats alive..
and repeating those movements or what you could have done better in just your own imagination can become a daily routine..

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Written by

Swati Sharma

Copyright 2021 © Swati Sharma and Learning with life. All rights reserved.

Published by Swati Sharma

discovering myself

26 thoughts on “Time ! Precious Time..

  1. Very good poem Swati. The theme has depth and makes one think on it. Has lasting impact. Enjoyed reading though the usage of proper tenses and grammar errs now and then. Keep writing. Looking forward to more 👍

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  2. Thank you for your valueable feedback.I really appreciate it. You have replied to my mail as well and helped me with rectifying the grammatical errors. Thanks a lot for your time and effort.I am grateful.🙂

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  3. Thank you for following and reading my WordPress site Swati I am, surely, old enough to be your grandmother but know, with all my heart, that friendship, love, peace and hope are all worth aiming and striving for. I have been lucky as I have a wonderful husband and three, great sons, and really appreciate my good fortune. I wish the same for you. Take care. Best wishes. xx

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