The saddest day in my life is today,
Skies gloomy and dark, whisking the grey
Its not really sad just somber,
I hate sobriety too!
--
Birds chirped in rows but forgot to change their feathers thereafter,
Pupils read and everyone sat silent yet talking in the midst.
--
I felt sad - just because.
A violet bag to my front and a bottle of stale water to my right.
--
I saw how my friends laugh at their jokes,
Jokes I found funny too,
Heard mine, as well, but only some laughed.
--
Then again, I’m not a comic,
I don’t live to tell the truth,
Hated the life I’m wrought into - with a price of sand.
--
Everything just piled up in me, and I collapsed,
The building that is mine, has become ash!
Sad that such olden design being faded,
Not even the villainous could ever redeem!
--
Try as I might - all's for naught,
Laughter and fun don't work anymore,
See myself as barrier and hinder
To everyone else's joy;
But then again, everyone's ***** and stone
Which is more rotten to the bone.
--
What is the price of happiness?!
I'd have shouted to the gods,
Queries unanswered and left to rot,
Yet has traded like the air.
--
The saddest part:
I never knew what caused such great sadness,
Maybe I've felt too empty like a juiceless coconut shell,
Lost of jewels and black pearls, maybe.
I could only hope for the better;
And if not - just some good weather
May 23, 2021
May 23, 2021 at 7:58 AM UTC
The saddest day in my life is today,
Skies gloomy and dark, whisking the grey
Its not really sad just somber,
I hate sobriety too!
--
Birds chirped in rows but forgot to change their feathers thereafter,
Pupils read and everyone sat silent yet talking in the midst.
--
I felt sad - just because.
A violet bag to my front and a bottle of stale water to my right.
--
I saw how my friends laugh at their jokes,
Jokes I found funny too,
Heard mine, as well, but only some laughed.
--
Then again, I’m not a comic,
I don’t live to tell the truth,
Hated the life I’m wrought into - with a price of sand.
--
Everything just piled up in me, and I collapsed,
The building that is mine, has become ash!
Sad that such olden design being faded,
Not even the villainous could ever redeem!
--
Try as I might - all's for naught,
Laughter and fun don't work anymore,
See myself as barrier and hinder
To everyone else's joy;
But then again, everyone's ***** and stone
Which is more rotten to the bone.
--
What is the price of happiness?!
I'd have shouted to the gods,
Queries unanswered and left to rot,
Yet has traded like the air.
--
The saddest part:
I never knew what caused such great sadness,
Maybe I've felt too empty like a juiceless coconut shell,
Lost of jewels and black pearls, maybe.
I could only hope for the better;
And if not - just some good weather