HIGH hOPES

A bad day. A bad start. A bad follow-up to the bad start.
No worse way to continue than to spend the whole day wishing for the "almost impossible+ highly improbable " to happen.
Seeing the graph of Hope fall down close to zero in a hyperbolic manner.
Then blaming oneself for having false hopes in the first place.
Why does the switch of the Common Sense flip to the Off position in this matter?
Common sense is highly uncommon.
Frustration piles up when it dawns how close it was.. A miss by an inch, is miss by a mile.
A douchebag I was ;, I am.
I see a distorted image of myself in the mirror. Is this what I have become? I wasn't like this sometime back. Am I trying to sneak within a mask?Or is the mask taking over me without my permission?
This is not my cuppa tea. This is not the place where I park my car.
I better go back to what I am best known for-which again is what I have lost track of.
Higher the hopes, greater the fall.
So do I stop hoping?
Is a rosy world full of dreams better or a stark pragmatic threatening one?

Dizzy Depths

Damned if I do, damned if I don't
My heart pushes for it, but the mind won't
Engulfed by confusion, haze of distance
A constant reiteration, its not just an instance.

Clouds of doubt hover above my sky,
A quiver of rising pain, I cannot deny.
Few moments of joy, anguish for weeks.
Was it all pure sizzle and no steak?

After every dark night comes the overpowering day
I wait for the crack of dawn and the glimmering ray.
Till then hold on the grip and let not the fingertips slip.
Calm seas never maketh goood sailors
And its nights like these that make days more precious

Revival

Just when my flickering flame of hope was about to die out, You give it a steady strength again.
You restore my Faith time and again. I asked, You delivered. The delay tested my patience, but the event wipes it all away. Now its my turn for Payback. My part of the deal. A tough daunting task, but easy targets never have any charm.