waking up early on a
cloudy saturday morning
i start the day
just like any other
each day, each new beginning
trying to put yesterday behind
i try to start afresh
and live the day
maybe a curse?
maybe past sins?
i dont know
i always get caught
my efforts to live life,
see life in a new perspective
comes to a grinding halt
with the ray of hope, blotted out again and again!
every day, its the same routine
a brand new day, a brand new beginning
the sunlight that arise in the morning
is shut off the moment they peek out of the horizon
my hope to live life normally
just like you, just like everyone else
gets clouded behind the
the thunderstorms that appear from nowhere!
behind the dark clouds that hide
my hopes and desires,
a ray of sunshine peeks out (everyday)
boosting my confidence
to live life and fight another day
before i am completely dead!
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image from a personal collection.
i hold no copyright to it.
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2 comments
the poem is so relevant to the pic.. good one
Thank you Raji 🙂