Like the wind which blows violently,
I can see you rushing.
What is your destination?
Maybe, even you don't know!
Chasing wildly the money and fame clad in ecstasy,
it seems even death won't stop you.
But, Stop! I insist.
Pause and feel the euphoric rains.
For each drop, like the elixir of life
absorbs the pain.
And when the new day dawns,
listen to the quiet, blushing sun
as it makes love with the placid sky.
For once, soak yourself in poetry
to learn how warm words can be.
Reminisce your happy moments in solitude.
As it has its own euphony;
its own nostalgia.
I want to see you live like the somnolent sea;
still and clam, amidst the chaos.
I want you to live here- in this moment.
You will not wander. You will not rush.