Less Is More
Fine details serve purpose over bountiful details
Less is more
Contentment is fruitful
For what you have is enough
Displeasure is futile and bleak
Untold misery awaits at your door
With just one peek
Less is more
The hands of the clocks are suddenly moving slowly
And time is exquisite
Distraction seeks to be honored obsessively
Incessantly in valuable places
Many different faces that deserve praises
Events will not repeat as this is all just phases
That will become obsolete
Less is more
Energy is abundantly restored
Something we forget to explore
In our chaos, we are destroyed
There is no room to rejoice
When our minds are filled with so much noise
Less is more
Confined,
Aligned,
Kind,
Now thatโs peace of mind
Less is more
Worries of the next big thing
Relentlessly treading by a string
I must do this...
I must get this...
Is not easy to resist but the one thing we miss
Is our everlasting bliss if none of this stuff exists
Comments (1)
So true! And written in such a lovely way!