Notes About The Poem
Will everyday be like this?
I hope it won't.
nothing's new
Nothings new, I wake up, same hour,
Greet the mirror, same reflection, no power.
Off to school, same tiredness, all days,
Routine repeats, in a monotonous maze.
Nothings new, as the sun rises high,
Same old routine, beneath the same sky.
Morning echoes, a familiar tune,
A cycle of sameness, like a tired monsoon.
Nothings new, in the classroom's embrace,
Same desks, same faces, in the same space.
Lectures drone on, a predictable song,
Day after day, it seems so long.
Nothings new, as the bell finally rings,
Same footsteps, same corridors, the same old things.
Homework awaits, a relentless demand,
In this never-changing, repetitive land.
Nothings new, as the night descends,
Same tired thoughts, as the day ends.
I lie in bed, the same weary sigh,
A lullaby of sameness, beneath the starry sky.
Nothings new, yet the world spins around,
In the same orbit, in silence, profound.
Life unfolds, in its unchanging view,
And I wonder if there's more, or if it's all true.
Nothings new, but I dream of a change,
A break from the cycle, a chance to rearrange.
For in the echoes of monotony's song,
May there be a whisper of something new, before too long.
Copyright © Ariana Pataki | Year Posted 2023
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