I stand and listen,
Wonder what I did,
To deserve this melancholy,
I don't remember my sin.
I don't know who I am,
I don't know where I am,
I just know that this ain't right,
My conscience defies everything,
with all it's might.
I try something good,
It ends up being bad,
I always mess things,
Destroyed by the menace,
which it brings.
Expectations come with Disappointment,
Which I had too many,
Now I try to leave it back,
But it's clinging on to me.
I decide to fake it out,
Till the right time strikes,
Fill it all up within me,
Hold on to it tight.
On the strike of the clock,
I unleash the real mess,
Stirring inside me,
Helping me to move up,
Conquer the heights I need.
How was it?
I know am not a poet..
This is just a collection of thoughts which strike me..
Tell me if you think otherwise!!!!
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Menace In My Mind
Poetry"Some real feelings, Some infinitesimal wishes, Trying to capture and harness them, Before you make them perish" Highest- #96 in Poetry..as of 15/07/2017 #82 - 26.7.17
