Writer
Day 4
Everyday is a new story
A different mood latching onto you.
Today is one of those miserable days
Where you don’t feel good about anything.
You just want to break down
and weep out loud.
Look up at the walls
and hold back those tears from falling down.
Guess it’s okay to feel sad and weak
Now and then
It is just a boo day,
Tomorrow I will be better again.
Day 2
I feel the soft white powder
I dig my fingers deep inside
Your softness has begun to turn coarse
You are falling apart,
I say hold on
I’m putting you back together
Slowly and gently moulding you
Kneeding you over and over
Slowly you start turning soft again
Pretty flour you’ve matured
And my you’re now a handsome dough.
With the crack of dawn
I rose..
like the crispness in the air.
I smiled a while and looked ahead
At the hazy clouds in the light blue sky.
I give a thought to what I have become
And close my eyes for a second.
I open them again
Look for rays of hope for my actions.
Take a deep breath, smell the freshness in the air
& go back in to live another day.
Nuraine Sadaf 