Take Time

Take Time short poem

Take time,
To stop for a while,
look around you,
look at this beautiful world.
Take some time,
to be free,
from this hectic life,
and to enjoy the scenery.
Where you are,
might be the place,
which you had been,
always dreaming of.
There is still time,
to correct the mistakes,
that you had made,
unknowingly in the past.
Take some time,
to see where you stand,
look where you are headed to,
is it the right path,
that you had once chosen?

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Life has its hardships, But it goes on.. doesn't wait for anything, nor lets memories be easily gone...! Poems are the only way, to let all the feelings out... to seek for the meaning, that everyone is talking about...!! So enjoy life, and enjoy the poems... and embrace life, no matter what comes...!!
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Felix
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Simple and nice 🙂

Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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A time for soul-searching is what everyone needs.

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