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Calamities of life

A chaos hit 

a tornado rocked

a cyclone hit the shore

volcano of emotions erupted

The little butterfly was stormed

the flower was blown 

the plant uprooted

the sweet home disappeared 

after the calamity was gone

 

 

all was good

all was healed

at least it appeared to eyes

upon the visions seen

maybe, it was the time to dream

 

alas 

all wasn’t okay 

alas

not really like before

when nightmares could disappear 

after the sun shone

when memories could fade 

over a bar of chocolate

 

 

Was everything alright 

it retrospected

words of courage were bore inside

it wasn’t time to reconsider the actions tonight 

 

 

amidst those moments of dilemma beside

it was realised

the mind was wild

yet the body was mild

fragile and broken

tired and heavy

loosing its capacity

Ebbing on waves of challenges that hit the shore

 

 

 

though the mind wished to conquer the world

yet why was soul overwhelmed

why was it scared

why questions layered 

why did everyone glare

why did strangers stare

 

 

 

to those apprehensions 

to life’s unseen comprehension 

lets make some compositions 

to sing some voices of opposition 

to the world who labels 

let us  be  rebels

for a second of recommend

lets make minutes of amend

 

 

one second at at time

one task at a moment 

one question in mind 

one answer to find

lets take the opportunity 

to solve it once at a time

 

 

to prepare for unseen calamities

to build and get over those past calamities…..