Poetries of Poet Ani
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Things are not right
Something, somewhere, somehow is not right, not fine.
In the music of life, some tunes are missing, some are faded,
No matter how I’m trying, seems like it’s not getting fixed.
And I am losing it, bit by bit, inch by inch, step by step.
You win some, you lose some and you run on fate’s thin red line.
For a few lucky ones, the line never runs into a dead end.
And for a few it ran short, make them fall, like it did
For me, and suddenly I’m all by myself, free yet trapped.
At times I am angry about myself, at times I feel pity.
Cause no more pieces are falling right in the picture perfect
No more easy ways ahead of life, all seems twisted and unknown.
I’m at risk of getting lost and never make my way to my dreams.
Living life feels less like living, rather more like a duty.
Back to the same phase where happiness, a dream, pain a fact.
I close my eyes and say, it’s always darkest before dawn.
Hoping it’s a night, not the cloudiest day, as it seems.
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