Little Things

I want to find happiness in my little things,

But I end up losing them.

These little things will long be gone,

Though I bother to hold on to them.

I try to search for truth in these little things,

However, I manage to lie to myself.

These little things aren't funny, and their mockery is old,

Yet they continue to laugh at me.

They harbour thoughts that I wish for,

But all I catch is a broken key.

These little things thrive various doubts,

But their answers are never let out.

The brushes will bristle, and the tubes will run out,

But I can't help but paint these little things over and over again.

Reviews

[Jeyanthi]

Excellent ....
You said what we all actually try to tell but can't put in words... ✨️

[Abida~]

Thank you, tried my best!

[Tumi]

A poignant piece, thoughts well expressed In easy flow of words and rhyme

[Abida~]

Thank you!