Solace in words

Life seems like a rat race, No one questions why, All we do is chase, Mindlessly till our lives run dry, And then everyone wonders why, How could a person so young, Just die? we've got to live, Not as a compulsion, But for our passion, For what keeps the fire burning, And the mind running, Life was never meant to be a race, But just another phase Of mortality, But no one questions why, All we do is chase, To become the ace, Till our lives run dry.

It's been some time since you left the place, I'm worried about you, Was this the last time we bade adieu? such perturbing thoughts I can't efface, I knew something was off, As you wore that overcoat, Gave me a kiss and took off, Leaving a lump in my throat, I miss your presence, As I try to salvage, Even the slightest of your redolence, Even food seems less appealing, Ugh, it's such an uncanny feeling, Love why do you do this to me? Your absence makes me sad and cranky, But just as I thought I lost you, Your keys at the front door jingled, I was so worried about you, The sight of you fills me with ecstasy, Who said being a pet was easy?

Stuck in a traffic jam, Mindlessly scrolling through Instagram, The sunset tries to hold your glance, As its beams perform their last dance, Before its time to put up a show again, For spectators keep changing time and again, They perform for anyone who passes by, Before its time to say goodbye, When they know its time to get some rest, To rise tomorrow again and perform their best, The mortal spectators may meet their end, But  the performers shall perform till the end, Its a folly to think that the man has might, When some don't even survive the night, Unable to witness tomorrow's sunlight.