Preciously Days

Preciously days

When life sounds low and there is nowhere to go,

Sitting alone everything seems so hollow

There aint any room for me it seems

And darkness without a ray of hope it feels

Is it what I am worth?

Or is everything in me in dearth?

Should I believe that it’s just a phase?

And it’s all God’s plan that I face?

For everyone life seems at ease

Why not for me does it exist?

Did they too face hardships along?

It might not have been for so long!

Exhaustions and frustrations come my way

As each day pass without a glimpse of ray

Is it really this hard to take?

Or am I making it worse for the sake

What about the worth of every minute I spare

Ask the person in pain who could be breathing his last air

He might be wanting to live another moment

And to live a life devoid of lament.

Then why is it that I feel so lost

When I have everything I need the most

It’s a new life that is being gifted to me today

And I am thankful to wake up to see another day

Its destiny we write and in our choice of words

There’s no obstacle except us to block our roads.