FOMO

The fear of missing out has now become a phobia
that engulfs the air out of your every breath, turning your nightmares into a mind-numbing paranoia,

It comes masquerading as ambition, as the drive that pushes you to seize each moment,
But leaves you gasping for breath in suffocation – with zero penchant for contentment,

And while it stays, it doesn’t let you relish where you are,
But persistently shows you a tease of what more you can be, of how much more you need to give, to be on par,

It tells you how much more you can contain, into your every living second,
And mirrors reflections of thoughts and opinions that remind you of the opportunities that you let go, of the failures that came unreckoned,

It pushes you into the future before you know it, yet pauses, albeit nonchalantly, in between,
Every time you choose to cherish what you hold; not chase, the unseen.

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Author: Annapurani Vaidyanathan

I hoard books for a living. And read them too, when I am not sleeping. I express what I think, so my unheard feelings don't sink. I like to sing when I walk, to keep shades grey, at bay. I speak like a dork, but I don't want to drive anyone away. I write what's real, and nothing fake, so visit my blog whenever you need a break ;)

8 thoughts on “FOMO”

  1. I am immensely impressed by the way you articulated your thoughts with such powerful imagery, thanks for sharing such a glorious post! 👏 According to your convenience please do read some of my writings would love to know what you think about them ☺️

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  2. Will one still feel/have FOMO if their own lives are fulfilling? I wonder.
    I still feel a twinge now and again, but for the most part, I keep so busy doing things I like/love that I don’t get time to contemplate much else.

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