Moments Lived Poem by Ramakrushna Sahu

Even a small moment
Whether it pinches or pleases
Caught in hand
Becomes a monument of time

I nail them on the wall of my heart
Blood comes out as tears in blue
And they become immortal
With their beauty unveiled

Each moment is precious pearl
When carefully hold
To grow in the womb of love
Each moment leaves footprint new
You can miss it if you look back
Searching that once you missed.

Life is not of things mind dreamed
But of living the time
from moment to moment
Rich with treasure of beauty
Of things unknown.