Some days I’m not myself
but still I am there, alive
Some days I don’t feel like doing anything
but still I end up doing all the chores
Some days I don’t want to assess if everything is in order
but then I rush to the grocery store
Some days I’m not even interested in gossip
but neither do I prefer to be in the company of solitude
Some days I’m not keen to seek any answers
but still questions create a havoc in my head
Some days I don’t even feel like writing
but here I am giving words to my mind
Some days I don’t wish to worry about tomorrow
but still the anxiety becomes overwhelming
Some days, sunshine burns me, night haunts me; I look at the sky
but stars refuse to enlighten my abode
Some days I decide to light a candle- a candle of hope,
But a strong gust of wind blows out my candle
Some days this paradox of life confuses me
but I still fight for survival
Survival!
That’s what is the root of problem
I want to live, not just survive
And I hope that day is not too far in sight
I light my candle of hope once again,
But this time I guard it from the wind
©Vandana Bhasin
05.05.2020
Beautiful and very timely. Love, “…in the company of solitude…”
Thank you Pam! Just one of those low days
Hope you are doing well dear 
All well here during these strange days….
I understand your feelings all too well – night haunts me – the light is always shining but sometimes you/I can’t see it.
True! We just miss the light and prefer to remain in darkness. But hope to see a ray of light soon! Thank you and stay safe !
You too, please!
“Survival!
That’s what is the root of problem” – thrive, not survive. Alas, as a species we are programmed to survival. Darwin Theory of Evolution “Survival of the fittest” needs to be reworded.
So true! I’ve been thinking about Darwin’s theory everyday these days
Thanks for reading
A truly wonderfully written poem for the times we are now going through. Thanks for the post.