
hudaa Ismail
nineTeen
pretty much an avid observer who is eccentric in nature as well as one who does things entirely based on her mood.
title: Quick,hasty footsteps, adopting a superficial ignorant front, long faces,disinterested and indifferent. We're all caught up in our world, we're moving too fast. Stop and think. Although time waits for no man, deeds must still be done. Notice this arctic surrounding, we're all aware, we're moving too fast. Unconcerned still, Just when will the day come? Maybe never. We demonstrate no mercy, when every man is for himself, we know, we're moving too fast. It's a bustling city, we rub ourselves against one another, moving ahead, not looking back,not sorry for; it would have made a difference. But no, we're moving too fast. What are we in search of? Joy of today and uncertainty of tomorrow. We seek instant gratification, neglecting our god spot. We're moving too fast. It's already instilled inside us, values of humanity. If we keep on moving too fast, it might slip off our conscience. If you're moving too fast, maybe it's time you take a breather. Pause now. Take it slow. It's all worth it, for the love of humanity. Love, vinTage dreams |
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