In the hustle bustle
trying to meet the daily needs
Letting each day pass-by
without having felt it.
When the rain stopped making me feel like a child again
Instead I crib its onset.
When winters no longer stand for a snuggle from a loved ones
and is replaced by a lonely stroll.
When quarrels and fights are the ways to be
In that hustle bustle
Give me those 24 hours
The hours to think
The hours to introspect
of what has happened
what is it I need?
Why am I and what is the way to be?
No longer will there be dark clouds,
but rays of sunshine
No longer will the quarrel be nasty anymore
or will the fight last or war exist
No longer will I defy,
but allow it to settle
Let the joy settle
to map the road ahead
Let the anger settle and thinking evolve
For the mind to have a clearer lens
Let me have that time
To ponder my responses thoughtfully
that is how I map my mind
The way it should be.
Those 24 hours is what I need!