Some days are out of a bad movie
The direction chaotic, muddled
One could belt tracks that are groovy
Won’t drown the mundane beats of life
So you dread the approaching end
confused over what to expect
every little turn is a terribly drawn bend
but unpredictable in all its shades
Who knew dispirited events could hold surprises
Nothing exciting about a new gash
Or the unfamiliar pain that rises
Through your chest or the throat
The med cabinet overflowing now
thick with remedies of all kinds
all sorts of sicknesses can take a bow
once a pop of color finds its way
All the way from my throat to the pit
slowly washing away the day’s pain
from sick bones come something fit
fresh from a fight on the insides
But every day won’t see resolution
things will only get worse, and worse
from new woes will come a new solution
but until then you live in the dark
Like in a badly produced indie short
where nobody knows how things end
Ball not even in the maker’s court
For all they say is – ‘go with the flow’
-Sneha Jaiswal
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