Every moment we spend together could be our last.
Shouldn’t we cherish each other more?
Shouldn’t we listen to the whines of each other’s hearts more?
Shouldn’t we get over our anger faster, mock our flaws and stop time in our happiness?
Every breath we take could be our last.
Shouldn’t we take more of it while we can?
Take off our weird sun shades and wear out our mountain boots while exploring the wild perhaps.
Or maybe we could light up the darkened hearts we come across.
Bringing a smile on a couple sad faces surely wouldn’t hurt.
Every day we spend could be our last.
Shouldn’t we paint the sprawling landscape?
Or why not watch the sunset together instead?
We have so many ‘might be the lasts’
Let’s stop the New York pace, we’re going to miss the little details.
Let’s walk this ridiculously short journey one step at a time.
Let’s leave no regrets.
I studied Environmental Health Science. I have always loved writing. I write novels and occasionally poems. None of my works have been published yet but I am working towards that! Unforgettable moments and events inspire my stories but with poetry it's a little different. How can one describe the soft and gentle tap of a poem on your heart or perhaps even the violent rough torrent of words struggling to escape from your very core. I suppose I write my poems based on my feelings and at times sprinkle a just about enough pinch of philosophy too. Either way, I write with the hope that someone will read and maybe for that one moment see the world through a different pair of glasses.