Life on a Thread, poem by Irma Kurti at Spillwords.com

Life on a Thread

Life on a Thread

written by: Irma Kurti

 

Our life is hanging on a thread,
but we don’t realize it at all.
We argue with one another and
remain prisoners of rancor.

We waste days doing nothing.
With meaningless words we
fill the hours. Those connect
us like spider webs with the
minutiae of others’ lives.

We think time is unlimited,
the world or life is infinite.
In an instant, we see the
thread vibrating. It is so
thin, ready to break.

Then, we want to change all,
fall in love with the moment,
wake up our forgotten loves,
erase our old resentments.

But the thread is cut; it’s too late . . .

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