Somedays are happy, Somedays are sad

Somedays are happy

Somedays are sad

Somedays I think wow I have so much work to do

Somedays I think oh no I have so much work to do

Somedays I think I am in bliss when I sleep long

Somedays I think oh no why did I sleep so long

Somedays I in my head am so very clear

Somedays I in my head am so very peculiar

Somedays I have all the answers to my own questions

Somedays I can find none for the same questions

Somedays I feel lost

Somedays I feel found

Somedays Somedays Somedays……

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6 thoughts on “Somedays are happy, Somedays are sad

    • the bespectacled mother says:

      Poet…I will say may be I will become one, one day. But today is that someday.
      Hoping to do something worthwhile tomorrow like visiting a library nearby or a bookstore. πŸ™‚

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      • Vinitha says:

        Keep writing and one day you will become confident enough to say that “I’m a poet” πŸ™‚
        We all go through such some days. And these some days will bring the best out of us. πŸ™‚ Keep writing, Anamika.

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