Life

Packing another day, time to say bye,
Neither happiness nor sadness, I think it's a tie.
Thoughts on my mind, what could I have done?
I can't revive; just regret the time it's gone.

Whenever the clock hits nine,
To regret is the daily routine of mine.
Just hoping to do later which is only left,
With a checklist for tomorrow I slept.

I think I overslept its already eight,
Checklist says rise and I think I got late.
Was happier in my dreams I believe,
I don't want to wake, just leave.

The day also passed just like before,
Maybe not only today yet to come more.
Every night stabbing with regrets knife,
What can I say, it's my life.

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.