Anxieties and worried anticipations
Imagined worst-case-scenario disasters
The early morning bed lying mind
Defending itself by foretelling its destruction
The sickness of the soul
And then the slow contradiction
Of first prayer of gratitude for being alive
And the wake-up of coffee
And the turning upward that writing gives
Over and over
Day after day
Struggling to live
Against myself
For myself
And those I care about
Struggling to live
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so lovely projection... nice feelings.. clear 10 No change-accept challenges Wednesday,22nd July 2020 remain sad and you are dead there is no life even if you read the lines between positive things and negative even you shall stand hated among friends and relatives Hasmukh Mehta