Same Old Story Poem by Anzelyne shideshe

Cold!
The dumbness!

Underneath every coat!

Bright day,

Dawns the grey clouds,

Or is it blurred sight?

Lightening illusionised!


Foggy eyes,

Mentally and visually,

Darkness appears,

Shielding through,


Good morning

The Devil starts dancing,

Everybody at his toes,

Optimistically chasing there dreams,

Enthuasitically numb.


No rain no harvest,

A misty blurred drive,

Little yellow lights,

Shining at fifty kilometers per hour,

Little ones exhausted,

Good night,

The Devil stops dancing,

Awaiting for tomorrow,

For the same old story