The day

a dream, but real
Was supposed to remain
but a dream
crowded busy with nothing
Painful unbelief tears
Hopelessness, sorrow and more tears

Screams and absence,just loneliness
Life was but empty
Skies devoid of light,
Somber faces, just frustration,
Hopelessness, sorrow and more tears

sleep, black and lost
Wished could remain,
The dream, but reality was dawning,
Done with past, was time.
And truth knocked, scary ogre

The time ought never had been,
Assigned a day in the calendar,
This day, doom and dust to dusk
Only if could have been omitted,
She could be, but never was

Tears, silent and scary
Beauty lost, ashes
Desperate moments, end of reality,
Truth is a lie, the only wish
But never was,
She, ash and dust, just a pipe dream

Life, clock winding still,
Truth remains a lie,
Could be different, if different was a day,
And the day never was,
then night could be acceptable,
only if, could obscure the day.


About Sabuni

A computer scientist by, profession. loves writing, listening to jazz, country and the oldies.
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4 Responses to The day

  1. Tom says:

    Hi rsabuni, I am impressed with your blog!

  2. Lawren says:

    Hi rsabuni I like your blog

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