Poetry

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Theme#nightmare

Frightened of each hour
Heart turned as beat of fear
Low esteemed my thoughts
Painted my life so dark
My speech haunts my ears
My eyes rule my fear
My moves mourn on my death
Doors of opportunities
Doubt my abilities many
Bog of my thoughts negative
Cease my senses horribly
Smiles around me soak me
In syrup of senseless glooms
I find myself a figure of mockery
Eerie silence irks my presence
I often find ways to end self
Tree calls me to hang
Rivers roar at me to ruin self
Thunderous thoughts of death
Tame my life day and night
My life became a nightmare!
Happiness isn’t my dear dream
Since I blocked myself in
Bog of pessimism!
None but I myself have to conquer my fear
Till then my life is a nightmare
I’m not fair to myself
As I let failures glare me
More than my success
So is my life a nightmare!

@Rajaji mula

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