The Problem Child

Many things run in my mind

but in the darkness no way I can find.

My life is going in circles,

will I ever overcome my hurdles?

I pray each day for a miracle

so that I can calm my mind, so fickle.

As I lay every night on my bed

I think of every word I ever said.

Am I a person who is wrong

or someone who is strong?

Emotions in me run wild

am I the problem child?

I walk on and on, on this path

knowing I will have to face the wrath.

I still go ahead with sure confidence

hoping all the good things in life are not a co-incidence.

Head held high I walk,

with every word thought, I talk.

A day will come in my deserted life

when everything wrong will be right.

That will be the day when I will find

when they will be peace and calm in my mind.

The problem child will then see,

there is no where else she would rather be!

Comments

Amit Kumar Singh said…

it'sgr8 one..

Ur poem reflects the journey from darkness and hurdles to
peace , calmness and innocence of child... :)

cheers!!!

I also write poems..
plz do visit

http://amit414voice.blogspot.com/search/label/my%20poems

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