Just One More Day Poem by Bobby yadav
Just One More Day
Just one more day
I ask my brain who forever lives in trance
Just one more day
I ask to give life a another chance
Just one more day
I ask myself, before I cut my veins
Just one more day
And tomorrow; I might get rescued from all strains
Tomorrow we can start new
And I may turn good enough, smart enough.
Tomorrow we will start new
And for the world I still be ‘not enough'
I may end the smartest horse in the race
Or I may just end the same
I may succeed in what this world wants me to face
Or it may just be the end of the game
The cyclone of thoughts in my brain
Runs through the infinite time of loneliness
From the lanes of present and past
Nurturing in whispers of blame and carelessness
And when it's full grown with taunts and shame
Where hope is no more his friend and faith not his game
He brings himself back to the place of uncertainty
To live a life or live in eternity
So, he holds a razor in one hand
And stares another whose veins he is about to slay
This is the time to take a last stand
And he decides to give life another day.
And he decides to give life another day. - - - - -The poem closes with a positive note and I feel relieved after reading the last line.Suicide takes thousands of lives every year. Depression and frustration take a toll when one feels there no one around to love him and stand by him (Part-1)
A good start with a nice poem, Bobby. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
The cyclone of thoughts in my brain Runs through the infinite time of loneliness DEciding to give life one more day.......... sucicidal thinking........ that destroys. you have very well described what is going on in the mind when someone comes to that point in life. thank u dear poet. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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He feels worthless and decides to leave the world, a dark place for his existence.But give life a chance...After that moment some one may come who will love him, there may be many people who want to be his friends. Proper counselling at the right moment may save many lives. Thank you for sharing this poem.(Part-2)
I am glad to know that you have come out strong by overcoming your frustrations. many good wishes to you.May God bless you.
Thank you for reading and commenting, its means a lot. proper counseling is the key but most of it is the presence of people around him which matters him most, feeling of wanted is what people crave at such times. Went there, been through and so i vent.