With all my happy memories
I painted a glorious sunset
With my sadness
A cloudy sky.
When I have got used
To the hot weather
The rain comes
Ruffling the mind.
When I stand lost
Not knowing where to go
I get directions
To the place I just fled.
When I prayed
For the night
To grant me sleep
I forgot to seek
Pleasant dreams too.
After wondering whether
We could have done this or
We could have done that
And after visiting the places
We were never meant to
The mind settles on this thought:
Enough if things don't get worse.
