I am so tired
of changing weather
of people changing
of changing feelings
of moving planets
in their orbits
of day's coming
of day's going
of night's coming
of sun's setting
of moving things
of disappearing bliss
of brightness in light
of darkness at night
of stars so bright
disappearing at break of dawn
as if forever gone
of everything that changes
after playing its part
I want something concrete
that will forever last
© Ali Ashraf
This unrest is killing me. I hope I die soon.