Tired and worn
Tattered and torn
Swept along hapless with the winds
Left alone, faded and forlorn.
Wailing and weeping
Sobbing and screaming
Inconsequential in the grand scheme of things
Damp eyes with tears streaming.
Depressed and driven insane
Tortured and in pain
Invisible to all that good fate brings
Left alone fighting in vain.
Hopeless and unheeded
Ignored and defeated
A lone cry in the discordant dissonant string
With all happiness depleted.
Ever had a day when you just can’t get things to go your way?
indrani robbinsAugust 29, 2016 at 3:22 pm
yeah, some days are all of that. and what the, we might as well say it out loud, put it on record, make poetry out of it.
rhea sinhaAugust 31, 2016 at 1:48 am
haha yes di.. whats the point of a bad bad day if you can’t atleast get a poem out of it.
DurgaSAugust 29, 2016 at 5:04 pm
Oh yes, there have been those days. But at the same time, always knew there would be a silver lining – the only sliver of hope that one could hold onto in distraught times. Beautiful poem bringing out the sorrow and pain during tough times.
rhea sinhaAugust 31, 2016 at 1:50 am
Thank you Durga di. I can imagine you being a person who would say exactly this. Sigh.. it gets hard to look out for that silver lining.. But the good thing is I didn’t really have a bad day. I just wrote a poem about one of those days.. hehe
Cynthia DiAugust 30, 2016 at 2:53 am
I know those days!! Thank you for putting the emotion on to paper! Let’s move on now.. Shall we?
rhea sinhaAugust 31, 2016 at 3:56 am
Thanks a lot for reading Cynthia di. haha let’s move on now? Definitely.
ladkikijhyAugust 31, 2016 at 6:14 am
Oh my, that’s beautiful