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Break

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Stop. A while. Awhile
Whatever, wherever, stop.

The rhythm, the drumbeats,
Of your daily pace need
A break.

I tell myself.
Stop. Break the rhythm.
Least you wear
Down.
Out.

Burn. Seethe.
And pale into a body with no soul.

2 April, 2021 Day#2 of Napowrimo 2021

I wrote it on 1 April. In advance! With a mandala, overleaf 💕
Here it be 💞

Author: Usha Pisharody

A rambler, pretends to be a teacher, loves to dream, and go on Quixotic Quests in the Realm of Romance With Life...

4 thoughts on “Break

  1. Oh, this poem — so sublime
    Comes at an appropriate time
    To break the focus
    The mandala, a bonus,
    To forget the rhythm, but not the rhyme!

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  2. I’m trying to tell myself this, too – I do wish my mind would pipe down a bit, from time to time!
    Lovely as always. ❤

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