Blue
by Sonali Jindal
I twist and I turn
keyed up, into a ball
of frustrations and worries
that made the world go blurry
more than once.
Dawn breaks and the birds coo
and at odds with myself,
I struggle to figure out what to do.
Trying to last till the last ray of sunlight,
I carry on.
But as the high tide comes in,
they come streaming back,
my old friends,
worries, nerves and many, many concerns.
And as the night reaches its zenith,
I hold my breath
and wait for the sunrise.
About the Author:
Sonali Jindal (@StoryofSonali) is a dreamer, writer and a proponent of productive laziness. After spending her childhood being woken up by her parents humming ad jingles, she developed a love for marketing & PR, along with her passion for writing and music. She’s also an avid reader, and a big believer in magic and miracles. If you hear someone humming a song around you, follow it and you’ll probably find her nearby.