Head I win, tails I lose
Each day…
Mind masked in blues
Worry knots on thoughts
Dubieties hanging loose
Smoky trifles call the shots
Why does it just happen to me
Greyish tints on clouds yonder
Seems my life all at sea
Streams of dissent, do wonder!
The dawn, dusk, light and gloom
Means a naught, in search of life
The lows are high, and highs are low
Each day in life, just kindles strife!
Each day…
Mind basks in bluish bright
Untwining a flurry of thoughts
Lovely rays of gold alights
Parking hope on my lots
When the life seems light and true
When rain has left a gentle dew
When you feel happy, being you
Do ask thee, “Why me”, then too!!
Dusk and dawn are part of bloom
Sky’s way of managing smirch
Highs or lows, there’s always room
Celebrate it, Life is ‘Search’!
Nadhinesan