Some days I’m not myself
but still I am there, alive
Some days I don’t feel like doing anything
but still I end up doing all the chores
Some days I don’t want to assess if everything is in order
but then I rush to the grocery store
Some days I’m not even interested in gossip
but neither do I prefer to be in the company of solitude
Some days I’m not keen to seek any answers
but still questions create a havoc in my head
Some days I don’t even feel like writing
but here I am giving words to my mind
Some days I don’t wish to worry about tomorrow
but still the anxiety becomes overwhelming
Some days, sunshine burns me, night haunts me; I look at the sky
but stars refuse to enlighten my abode
Some days I decide to light a candle- a candle of hope,
But a strong gust of wind blows out my candle
Some days this paradox of life confuses me
but I still fight for survival
Survival!
That’s what is the root of problem
I want to live, not just survive
And I hope that day is not too far in sight
I light my candle of hope once again,
But this time I guard it from the wind
©Vandana Bhasin
05.05.2020
Beautiful and very timely. Love, “…in the company of solitude…”
Thank you Pam! Just one of those low days 🙁 Hope you are doing well dear ❤️
All well here during these strange days….
I understand your feelings all too well – night haunts me – the light is always shining but sometimes you/I can’t see it.
True! We just miss the light and prefer to remain in darkness. But hope to see a ray of light soon! Thank you and stay safe !
You too, please!
“Survival!
That’s what is the root of problem” – thrive, not survive. Alas, as a species we are programmed to survival. Darwin Theory of Evolution “Survival of the fittest” needs to be reworded.
So true! I’ve been thinking about Darwin’s theory everyday these days 🙂 Thanks for reading
A truly wonderfully written poem for the times we are now going through. Thanks for the post.