The only hope
Someday
I shall be free from
all annoyable things
surrounding me
and features
The face and this nose
and the colour of my skin
and those calves
misplaced bulges
And people around
their voices
deafening noises
all around and within
and this mind
that thinks too many thoughts
and the heart that hurts
and strays
the eyes that tire
of seeing too much
This life that hums
an endless monotone
its only variations
being off key, way out of tune
If only we knew at birth
what we are signing up for.
Hope still lingers though
For I know,
Someday I shall be free
from everything that irks me
Hi Ant! nice poetry…
Ahh..what brings you in this somber mood? A nice poem..something I could identify with. Hope you are doing well, girl.
If only we knew at birth
what we are signing up for…..what a lovely line
it’s good to see that despite everything,
you are holding on to something greater
than all these predicaments.
Loved this. You’ll get there:-)