As time passes
March upon March comes to end
April creeps
with spring turning into warmth
anxiety slumbers
anxiety crumbles
Yet anxiety mumbles
watching above
the invisible hands
not only Adam Smith
‘but those fairies beside
the angels who hide
pushes me beside
like waves on ocean
like breeze on summery nights
the invisible hands
protect me on time
maybe
or maybe not
we get addicted
to invisible hands
Cheering behind
looking out for invisible hands inside
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Author:
spilleronsheet (
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- Published: April 3rd, 2025 14:35
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Comments6
Profound in reflection and in imagery,
anxiety slumbers
anxiety crumbles
Yet anxiety mumbles
Anxiety can lay asleep and just out of nowhere awaken, I love your three lines about anxiety
Your imagery angels and all. Wonderful poem dear spills. 🌹
Thanks a lot dear Teddy…and yes the anxiety has become a part and parcel, creeping out of nowhere, knocking at odd hours of time…your cheers are always awaited my dear friend.
Creative and most metaphoric. Anxiety and Adam Smith bring up the idea of financial issues. Anxiety is often associated with this. A lovely write that goes deeper than this surface issue. Well composed it reads well
Thanks a lot dear….anxiety stemming from money or simply due to society…but yeah, poetry truly the way to reduce that anxiety
May that anxiety soon be gone spiller and life becomes wonderful.
Andy
Truly hoping for that dear Andy
Anxiety is always hanging around, and it appears to only need the faintest invitation to reep it's havoc, nicely written and expressed, enjoyed the read
Your kinds words are always appreciated dear Poetic licence….
You are very welcome
Good write S.
Thanks a lot Orchi
looking for mine now, too
thanks for sharing
Thanks Nafisa for your kind words….and don’t stop keep finding them else just enjoy their cheers and keep moving forward
yes, that's the need of the hour for me right now
thanks for the positive feedback, God bless you
Thanks Nafisa…may God’s blessings be with all of us.
Amen..have a good day
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