Life’s play: A poem

The path I wanted is now broken by half
When people hear my dreams they only laugh
I wish to come first but I became the last
I am wounded and broken, escaping fast

What would I do, I am alone in the dark
I am trapped in a cage, and approach the sharks
I revise and revise, walking down the park
Just to forget everything in a lightning flash

New days unravel fresh new tasks
I have no friends, I run with the rats
Working so hard to be called not smart
Falling to the moon and crushed to the ash

Life is hard but a sweet little thing
I grap on its hand with all my might
I would have to go on, even with no gifts
So let’s run around and fly in its wings

-Jan @jahnavigouri

26 thoughts on “Life’s play: A poem

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s