Art is long and time is fleeting
H Ranjita *
I feel the rushing of my heartbeat
Running and racing against Time.
Every passing moment makes me
Feel nearer and nearer to Death.
I am not afraid of Death
But I'm afraid that I won't be
Able to do those things that
I always love to do before I die.
Every passing moment makes my heart
Aches with pain, a beautiful pain,
For I love life to the fullest
With all its shades -
Bright, dull and not-so-bright.
Life is so dear and precious;
Life is so lovely and cosy;
It is so beautiful and wonderful.
No matter what, let me do
Whatever I wish to do;
Let me enjoy each passing moment
For it won't come again.
* Poem written by H Ranjita for Hueiyen Lanpao
This poem was webcasted on September 28 2015.
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