Tragic

How beautifully disturbing life can be,
Torrid & Torn,
Full of Misery,
Everything that happens,
Only demotivates,
Every action taken,
A big mistake,
Tragedy strikes,
Every moment,
Every step of the way,
Fear of the worst,
Lurks & Looms,
Everyday;

Every effort,Every dedicated motive,
Every thought,
So earnestly put in,
Every new morning,
With zeal that you begin,
Has to it only suffering,
As the day progresses,
Perhaps only soul in the world
So luckless.

Devoid arst thou,
Of any liberty,
For a free mind,
Do as others,will you to do,
Everytime in all situations fall behind.

And these dark clouds hover,
Even in the pleasant rains,
Face a stormy weather,
This world shall never,
Your ideas favour,
You can be patient,
All your life,
But bear no fruit,you will,
For your endless strife....