Goodnight

Enlightened poetry

Poem

 

Nothing is wrong,
Everything is right.
Some things are meant to die.

Momentary happiness,
then nothing felt inside.
Emotions played,
feelings dried.
Back and forth,
Left and right.
Patience, patience, the tide rise.
Magnificent city broken and destroyed.

Write a poem, take a flight
Expect everything to be built as the behind
Shaken past, analysed life.
Break free. Look inside.
Broken pieces shattered life.
Choice.
Choices strike.
Break free, Look inside.
“What have I become?
What I strive?”

Call it running away.
Call it running inside.
Call it making changes in your life.
Be yourself. Be your might.
You don’t need anyone to set things right.
Nothing is wrong.
Everything is right.
Sometimes you need to switch off the lights,
and say goodnight.

 

more by PRANJULAA SINGH

photograph by Doug Walters

 

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