Plethora of thoughts rising in the mind,
hoping my cluster of emotions to unwind,
pulled by the gravity of the situation,
would i stand on to the expectations.
Iam going numb for the way things are going,
alone iam vexed, iam dying and dying,
but there is still a ray of hope,
the hope that keeps me alive,
Anticipating, for a pleasant sunrise of my own.
Standing still for a bright sunshine,
waiting for a day of mine,
hoping that my day would come,
give your best, but don't always expect it to happen,
because expectations are the causes that let you down,
So smile always , whatever goes on.
PS : Poem after a long time, THis is the first poem after i joined up my job :)
7 comments:
Good one...man
good one ra but try to convey more through small sentences the main motive of a verse is to convey large mess in a compact manner anyways very good one keep penning
hmm...nice
as i said earlier i hate tags...but i am willing to do it one last time...but when i feel like...i promise i'll do it this month itself...BTW..nice poem....
very nice...nice reading !
first poem after ur job!!!
the poem is good but it seems ur not happy with the job...
r u not?
@dhava
its not tht my job isn't good... its just that sumetimes u get poetic nd frustated , when u dont realize or atleast work on ur passion/s.
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