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Theamage Mar 2023
Today I feel gloomy,
So long, So long, I feel glommy,
Why does it has to come back?
Oh, I feel so gloomy.

Who am I? A cold hearted?
Not so, I am so soft, I am
I wish I could cry, I wish I could
I can cry but I dont want to weak

Why does everything is near me?
All the sad things are near me,
Hate today, I want it to be yesterday,
Hate tomorrow, I want to be happy today.

I am so overwhelmed, I am so ashamed,
But I don’t feel gloomy now, I feel pity,
What a strange! A human brain,
I wish I couldn’t think so much.

Pity me, I am feel with hatred,
I have nothing pure to give,
I have nothing to share, just hatred,
Make me clean, make me pure.

I wish to be no greedy, but I am mean,
Who am I? I am so soft sometimes,
I don’t know what or who I am.
I am just overwhelmed, take me away!
Smriti Ranabhat Sep 2017
Days passed doing nothing
Just with the suffocation of tears
Nights passed doing nothing
Just with the flow of salty water
Loneliness was grown
Along the saddened thoughts ,
Fearful drops of vicious water
Came closer and closer
Yeah ! They played the game
The game of life and death
I won , I got the life
But totally gone in vain
Soul was burning and burning
With the most violent flame of pain
Again the death whishperd
The silent song
" Glommy Sunday "
It was attacked in the sentiment
Then asked to me
If I would be a suicide murderer
Yep ! I agreed
I became a ****** murderer
I murdered my past
I murdered the loneliness
I murdered the broken history
Just loved being a murderer
I painted the life walls
All with the blood of useless fellows
Wow! I took the taste
From then I moved on
In the eternal love life
Where I could divine the landscape
Search for the heart
Dive in the world of imagination
Shape a living arguement
Now , life gets  coloured
that once used to be
Black and white

— The End —