After all this mayhem,
Followed by some frenzy,
Suffering from pain and agony.
Trying to scout out ecstasy..
Just like a pendulum,
Or a fast-moving metronome..
My life has been nothing short of fluctuating..
Day in, day out, full of oscillations..
In broad daylight,
My eyes are full of hope..
At the dead of night,
Insomnia strikes..
Nevertheless, I keep on running..
Without stopping, halting & concluding..
Maybe god has something even better in store for me..
Maybe god has something even gloomy for me..
- Sudhit Yadav
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Tears Of Melancholy & Ecstasy
PoetryA bunch of poems that I wrote during one of the toughest phases of my life and the comeback after it. Make sure to give me feedback, rate the poems and follow me for more poetry and stories.
