Will it ever end?
The daily failures,
The missing gems,
The tears,
And the glitches.
Hope gets broken,
In an interval of hours.
Losing faith in myself,
Getting caught up,
Within my own set limits.
I don't think,
My destiny will ever arrive.
With the scene 'round me,
It's unimaginable,
Infinitesimal wish.
I feel doomed,
And lost,
And stuck at a path.
With so much going around,
I lose myself in pace,
Running a useless race.
Going round the same path,
Is what I guess I am doing.
I find myself at the place,
I'd crossed yesterday.
-
Ivan.
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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
