OBLIVION

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I WISH TO OVERCOME THIS OBLIVIOUS STATE,

I TRY SO HARD BUT AT THE END IT ALL TURNS INTO A FURIOUS DEBATE.

THINGS ARE PLANNED,

 BUT NOT PROPERLY EXECUTED.

CONFUSIONS CAN'T BE BANNED,

NOR COMPLETELY INCLUDED.

AM I WALKING ON THE GROUND?

OR HOVERING IN THE AIR

 AM I HAPPY?

OR SITTING IN DESPAIR? 

I TRY TO KEEP THINGS IN ORDER BUT THEY  LAND UP INDENTED.

THE DEFECTED PARTS BOTHER ME TOO! AND I KNOW THERE IS A NEED FOR THEM TO BE MENDED.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME AND ALL AROUND,

'KEEP A SMILE AND MOVE'IS NO MORE THE INNER SOUND.

I AM NOT SATISFIED WITH THE PLACE WHERE I STAND,

BECAUSE IT IS NEITHER SPARKLE NOR SAND.

I AM BOTHERED BY MY OWN SELF FORGET ABOUT THE OTHERS,

SHOULD I STILL BE THERE FOR THEM OR SIMPLY CLOSE THE SHUTTERS?

DOUBLE MINDED AT EVERY STEP, THE CHALLENGES BECOME A LIABILITY,

AND WHAT I GAIN FOR FREE IS ANGER AND ANXIETY .

THIS IS NOT HOW I   PICTURISE MYSELF,

TORN OUT COMPLETELY, WAITING FOR A MIRACLE HOPELESSLY.

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