SORROWFUL MYSTERY DAYS

My sorrowful mystery days,

When I am not in myself,

When I am not successful,

Structured like an abyss,

No accord with days,

When facing bigotry,

Losing my audacity,

Left with no crest,

Are my sorrowful Mystery days!

Results into resentments,

Negativity reaches nowhere,

Losing my strengths,

Impoliteness everywhere,

Free from self-judgements,

No path to adhere,

When I disregard the enlightenments,

Are my sorrowful mystery days!

Poetry by: Zakia

Published by Zakia Attia

Passion of poetry, writing and reading

16 thoughts on “SORROWFUL MYSTERY DAYS

    1. Thank you so much, its a compliment for me, soon will put up more. You will be surprised to know that I have been writing poetry since the age of 14, after 20 years got a chance to post here in my blog ! This was my second poem!

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      1. Wow, I can relate. My first poem was published when I was 10, but didn’t stick w/ it, had to work & raise kids eventually. I just picked it back up around 2008. Never stop my dear. You never know who you’ll inspire.

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  1. You’ve captured so beautifully the feeling of what sorrowful mystery days can be, and I’m drawn into thinking what those types of days might look like for me. Thank you for sharing this poem. 😊

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