Middle

Work, dreams and passion keep you busy but a fearsome thought if all effort will bring fruit or not will keep you puzzled for an hour and sometimes two.

Twindling between sleep and work confuses you for a second, 

Will it work or not �" 

Silence shleters yoru lips,

Fogging your mind a lil more. 

The hope canopies the anxiety with

All will be in your favour.

Author's Note

Criticism is welcomed. Wrote after ages on this platform. Happy to come back here.

Reviews

[Arundass TP]

spelling errors I see. Nice poem on anxiety. Enjoyed reading

[Sami Khalil]

Good you are looking for the middle ground, the balance.

[Sami Khalil]

I feel the author is gripped by anxiety; will the events between work and sleep confuse her. She needs clarity and purpose.