Depressed Boy!

At the time of adversity galore,
bitterly he cries;
trailing off to weakness!
His eyes turns red;
at the sight of a gloomy day.

At the moment of millions reasons to quit,
wearily he moves;
to the future in his mind!
His motives got ill;
at the bridge of cross-over.

At the juncture of un-predictable outcome,
comes the incompatibility of the past and the future;
spurring the contemplation of his indecisive brain-
"since the past is so dim to see through,
"and can't quench his taste for adventure"
To his dear future he looks to.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Honest and powerful words.
"since the past is so dim to see through,
"and can't quench his taste for adventure"
To his dear future he looks to. "
Sometime the bad days must be forgotten to attempt to survive the coming days. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Bonaventure Onuabuchi]

Thank you so much dear! Sorrow is my poetic foundation.

[Geo Lawrence]

u seem to be at your best when you are in melancholia... nicely writen pen mate!

[Bonaventure Onuabuchi]

Thank you so much dear, you foresee the lying truth; sorrow is my poetic foundation.