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!