writing Indecision (poem)

[MelancholicMemory 2,025]

Poem of the day. I  wrote this sitting on a park bench, waiting for a college seminar on a cold October evening. I don't really have much to say about it. As always, comments are always greatly appreciated.

 

"Indecision"

 

I never feel happy.

I never feel sad.
I'm content to just drift here,
Amongst the good and the bad.

Like a cloud, I'm blown about
By these turbulent gales.
My life has no purpose;
My journey no trails.

The world gets colder,
And all turns to gray,
While I'm growing older,
But here I must stay.

So I'll just sit here,
As the sky darkens above
And wait for some semblance
Of joy, peace, or love.

I'll continue to search
Amongst darkness and gloom.
But it seems indecision
Is my Grave and my Tomb.

[ApexHunter 166]

 

The world gets colder,

And all turns to gray,

 

WE NEED PONIES TO TAKE CARE OF THAT xD sorry but I had to say this ^^ hope you don't mind...as for the poem

I think the face explains it ^^

[MelancholicMemory 2,025]

WE NEED PONIES TO TAKE CARE OF THAT xD sorry but I had to say this ^^ hope you don't mind...as for the poem

I think the face explains it ^^

Haha!     You're right! Maybe I should write some pony poetry.

 

Thanks again! I'm going to work on some brand new poems, an d hopefully I can post one every day for a while.