Black Eyed Susan

Can anyone ever find peace,

In this unworthy race?

Everyday I struggle to even breathe,

Struggle to straighten my face.

I look alive to you,

Happy and playful,

Vibrant with a fading hue,

Of a black eyed Susan so beautiful.

But slowly withering inside,

And dying like its dried petal.

The ghost of my pain resides,

Very much awake and hardly gentle.

Making a pile of my smithereens,

And burning them with its flame,

Only to bring me back to life,

Playing a ruthless cruel game.

If you find peace, let it know am yearning,

With every knock on my door,

Hoping to look into its face.

But finding rather despair, am turning

Into the darkness of my own shadow,

Towards the deepest void and my darkest phase.

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PS: I honestly did not intend to make it this darker or gloomier, but sometimes thats how I feel so I ended up writing it that way. Because we obviously pour our hearts out when we write. πŸ™‚

Also, making a comeback to my blog now after such a long time and it feels superb. I hope you guys like my snippets here and I am more than glad to know your thoughts about them. πŸ™‚

Feel free to open up to me in the comments and feel free to drop by whenever you want a daily dose of random poetry. πŸ™‚

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14 thoughts on “Black Eyed Susan

  1. Peace is within and when we know the race is unworthy we shud not get into it deeper…Race never gives you peace but doing what you love does…

    it was a worth a read… beautiful

    1. Yes I believe writing is an amazing way of releasing all the inner tension and turmoils. πŸ˜…
      Thank you for dropping by. πŸ™‚
      It makes me really glad to have people around that understand. πŸ˜„

  2. How our thoughts gravitate to darkness sometimes is not knowable. Yet you describe its pull and its play upon the mind beautifully.

  3. Very touchy.
    I might be very wrong,but you know at times it feels even darkness is necessary, is worth living and enjoying. In very peculiar and limited way maybe.
    Again I might be wrong.

    1. You’re right. I believe the same thing. We need darkness to survive, to be strong. It gives us strength to face things in a very very weird way. It is enjoyable at times too. πŸ˜…

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