Dreary Days of Disappointments

Too sad and tired to fill this column actually well you got the message it's a pessimist's cry....it's dull..it's austere...want to read

Again this crazy compulsion to write One more attempt to give words To the paradoxical states of mind

Tested tried and tired of mediocrity Another unnecessary quest for perfection failed please don’t be sorry, I’m sorry for myself

The life is long , the choice is clear Lists are endlessly tall Of names, of friends,of people you loved It’s suffocating ,being in between them all

I’ll pass unwept unsung It’s a shame ,my existence so small they ’ll wave the promise to stay happy and hence Not a single tear would fall

All are same ,everyone ’s alike Can’t belong to this class I’m fleeing An open fathomless space is calling goodbye this unbearable lightness of being