raised arms searching desperately
for hope and a small degree
of happiness in this world
alas! the light botched my selfie
Tag Archives: thoughts
sane wish?
when days blend together so well
weekday or weekend, hard to tell
how i wish i were overworked
instead of living a life, pale
dice and life
how different would have been
a life with decisions different
a better road, a better future
alas! potholes are all i have
42.195 and going
if success were easy
it would be common
to a fault, with no one
vying to attain it
that’s why so many of us
leave the journey
midway, when it seems
farther, unattainable
success is a slow jog
run breakneck, and give
up the dream, to ever
witness the joy
it’s a steady stream
that you get inch by inch
one foot ahead of
other, like a marathon
Grit
Corrupted souls chipping away innocence
Another life to ruin with gross ignorance
Partaking in sins of all kinds and measure
As if ravaging hearts is ultimate treasure
But here i stand resolute, power and will
Laughing away as dimwits go for the kill
Earnestly showing them just the preamble
I’m not weak, not fragile, just capable
desperate
the world around me
crumbling carelessly
and there i stand
on the edge of despair
who am i if all is lost
why am i the one still
here and now as it ends
lone, sad and mourning
should i feel guilty
of making it all the way
or should i rejoice
for i am still standing
maybe i should look closer
as the world still spins
and it’s me alone, gone
clinging to hope
worthless?
am i worthless now
to be discarded heartless
never to be remembered
ever again
what used to be confidence
is replaced with fear
all these eyes can see now
is failure
am i worthless now
with the world moving on
why would they have space
for news old
with these feet shaking
but with a mention of fate
seemingly agreeing
they can’t dance anymore
am i worthless now
for the truth is clear
what was once a legend
is lost forever
here we go again
another year another chance
another life another dance
another destiny another hope
another dream another rope
my successful mistakes
a dread spread throughout
for a decision can change life
regret will be the only friend
and the wound will be rife
but isn’t it better if it’s me
who is responsible for his own
mistakes that are made on the way
instead of blaming people unknown
so let me face my failure
for success is elusive but nigh
give up myself for a shortcut
my god you must be high
