Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

A day of suferring has started
In this cold summer air
Days with meaningless actions
With wasted times passing

No will to get up
No strength to put your chin upfront
Colored leaves starts to fall
While a trunk that now stands alone

Seasons that passes 
Cars that go forward and back
The sun that slowly fades
While the moon stays hidden in the dark

In this grey place I see
I see two, the living and the dead
The living with endless colors flowing
The dead with the shades of black and white

Two paths that show before me
One will leave me a smile
The other is the way around
Which path shall I cross?

Thoughts that weighs my mind
Continously,Endlessly
No signs of peace
But polluted air surrounds me

After 24 hours of time
This glass gets filled up once again
In this glass a gap is shown
The whirlpool's eye is seen

In this whirlpool I see myself
No chance of being free
One touch can be the end of my time
What can stop this chaos around me?