The Blues

I don't know what to do
How to make my days go true
Not every moment promises content
I finally sense what this always meant
Counting minutes , watching them pass me by
Sitting beside clumsy hours , clueless how to feel thy sky
The depth of worries we tuck and toss
How agonised, all my unpleasant memories cross
We slip off of our hold,time and time again
And start questioning our existence , whether a boon or a bane
There are times , you are looked down upon
Summing up insufficient people to count on
Times where you are told to watch your own lane
All those efforts are never ending up going in vain
Still have the strength to stand up back again
Every rainbow always requires a little rain
Unmatched stuff can fall into perfect places too
Better get going before it all makes a fool out of you
I don't know what to do
How to make my days go true!

Reviews

[Surya]

Let it be...as u said drops of rain is must to rainbow glow...so time is everything...just go on with pace...
Coming to your poem, honestly enjoyed it...:)