tired and chapfallen these days
overcome by the many types of forays
the placid facade of mine
still fail to conceal the tumult of my mind
overwhelmed with ultimate fatigation
I press on with aimless determination
on top of that goes my ardency in all the unnecessary stuffs
perhaps they are just but ephemeral bluffs
what are the things that I really yearn for
what are the sort of friends whom I really long for
seek for, hope for, crave for
these days don't seem quite right
with almost all my hopes a-blight
will there be an ensuing fight
but who knows
all thou know is that life still flows
life shalt flow, will flow, must flow
hopes of having a utopian life are merely cloudland thoughts
they merely falter, fall and collapse
I am just really lost and drained
my life never stopped but ever lapsed
into darkness
into a labyrinth of blackness
an abyss of duskiness should I admit
it just rained
and will not stop raining
till I see the rays of light glimmering,
filtering throug the emptiness of my life
my unimaginary illusional life
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