Neither happy,nor sad,nor excited nor mad,
I do not know what I am feeling right now,
May be just waiting for a moment to say “wow”
Or waiting for heart to flutter and ask “how”.
A clean slate with marks of something wiped away,
Is my mind with a throbbing,something waiting to burst.
Thumping heart beats without a rhythm for a change,
And sometimes evil thoughts cloud my mind as rust.
Is it exhaustion?
Or emotional fatigue which I suffer?
Passing day is worse and passing nights is tougher.
My fingers ache to write what passes my eye brow
Why I have to reap these blank pains,what did I sow?
Destiny Poets
Uniting and celebrating the best "Writers" and "Poetry" from around the world centred out of Destiny Church Wakefield
The very epitome of ennui.
A deeply puzzled mind to the extent that ‘sometimes evil thoughts cloud my mind as rust’ …
A sense of restlessness dominates the poem…
SOMETIMES WE FEEL LOST EVEN WITHIN OUR OWN SELF…SEARCHING FOR SOMETHING WE DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT…BUT SOMWHOW IN TIME IT WILL PASS AND REALIZATION IS JUST RIGHT THERE WITH YOU.
A poignant and reflective work on life’s conundrums.