Contentment1 min 319 1 min 319
I was a workaholic
My fountain pen always worked
I ran behind the success
From the computer, I tried to coordinate
Barely finding moments of rest!
My heart is not satisfied
And I failed, to earn laughter, to earn contentment
Everything I had but still I want to live again!
I consoled my soul.
I paid attention to my surroundings
And paid attention to small little things
I planted plants and watched new saplings!
Dawn drops kisses on my face, sweet voices of birds, flawless
It sings sweetly, like a wanderer
Who is playing its flute
When I back to fill my papers again I felt myself like a sapling
I wondered I was not the same person, I was content, smiling!!!