Making out, through the days painful of May
At the end, I at last got a pastel day.
Everything, I went through days last,
'Silent & depressed'
Ugh...I don't wanna recall the past.
Well...now the 'changes' aren't that big
But...in small quantity I guess it did.
But still, I am okay with these
Cuz to them- I get very least.
'Blue and grey' sky,
Don't remember when I saw it last
Nor do I remember when it was,
My heart.
Above me, now the sky is blue and pink.
Funny to realise that time is nothing, but just a blink!
No more are there tears blurring my eyes,
Not also does my happiness level rise.
'Depressed' is now,no more my mind,
Though in present the past I find.
In my mind,no more do for people's actions, confusion lead
Cuz I realised,
Will repeat again, when twice they did.
Ain't no more joy and exicted am I feeling;
Long back how I used to.
Neither for others' actions am I crying;
Cuz,I know nothing about them
There's I can do.
No more on people do I have
High Expectations,
Cuz, indirectly those people
Taught me many lessons.
Am feeling, just somewhere in middle,currently,
In blue and pink.
But neither for this on anyone do I rely.
Just like pastel colours
Not too dark or
Not too bright,
Are my now days,
Not emerssed in
Darkness
Neither in
Light.
I can now
Say;
Neither in a mood
Glad or bad...
Making out, through
The days painful of
May
At the end, I at last
Got a Pastel Day.
~MYRA
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Just Someone's Poetry
PoetryJust some Poems which i made out of the art of feelings, ideas and emotions dancing in my mind. Most of the poems have positivity...some r just accepting the reality and NOT ALL THE POEMS R ABOUT emotions and feelings and all sorts of things...some...
