Living In The Moment

I have lost the ability to write,
I don’t think I can express myself anymore,
Can’t find words for what I want to say,
Not knowing where my heart I can pour.


It’s just a monotonous routine every day,
There is nothing to stimulate my soul,
Just waiting for the time my dreams are going to come true,
As though in my heart there is a hole.


Is this what it all winds up to,
That I can’t lie my present by being in the moment,
That I keep waiting for “The Time”,
Or smiling at what the past meant.


Is this called life which is always stuck?
Getting grounded between my future and past,
Is this called life where I don’t enjoy the gift of today?
Forgetting that every moment doesn’t forever last.


I think it’s time I picked up my baggage,
I think it’s time to realise,
I think it’s time I truly let go,
And understand that only in today happiness lies.


I have wasted enough time, wasted enough thoughts,
But it’s never ever too late,
Why not just be in the moment,
And leave rest to god, to fate.


So from now on a Promise I make,
To myself and only me,
I won’t dwell upon my past or dream of future,
The beauty in this moment is all I’ll see.