When will I ever be enough?
When will I ever measure up?
Tis the question I ask often
Will I find the path to heaven?
Nights are gloomy before I sleep
I crawl to a cocoon and weep
When will I ever be happy?
Or achieve contentment maybe?
When will I wake up feeling great?
It has been a very long wait
Will the skies be forever gray?
I’m praying for a cloud-free day
Pray hopelessness soon desert me
Then days be fun and worry-free
Begone bitter melancholy
That for once I can be jolly!
The midnight hours are the hardest
When the world is at its darkest
But then dawn peeks in the skyline
And brings with it morning sunshine
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Lo! I wake and open my eyes
Morning sun’s bright, deep blue the skies
A surge of blissfulness fills me
I raise my arms, at last I’m free
The pleasing warmth of the sun’s rays
Cure for grief and sadness always
Light conquers darkness doubtlessly
And moments pass by merrily!
05-07-2024
© Vic Evora
Vic Evora
11me@ Michael - Yänariskwa’ / Solitary Mind: Thank you 😊 for liking.
Charlotte B. Williams
11meWe do have those days when we feel low, but the Sun shines again doesn’t it ? Sunshine most certainly has a way of making things seem brighter in your life, and beautiful blue skies are the best. I agree whole heartedly.
Vic Evora
11me@Charlotte B. Williams: Amen. Sunshine is a cure to many maladies. Thank you for liking. 😊😊
Barb Clarke
11meI think if we do our best, we are enough and you certainly are enough Vic. Thoughtful poem and glad the sun came out!
Vic Evora
11me@Barb Clarke: Thank you the kind words. And many thanks for liking. Much appreciated
Francisco P.
11meWe do have some moments of feeling down and lonely. But waking up to another bright sunny morning always give us new hope for better days to come. Very inspiring poem brod!
Vic Evora
11me@Francisco Potato: Yes Brod. Tonight’s melancholy should be over by tomorrow. Thank you for liking.