It is a nightmare for me to be here
sitting in the boring room drinking beer
waiting for the coming of a new day
hoping all my pains would go away.
The same people were on the street
the same faces that i usually meet
I sat upon my couch thinking
of the humdrum into which i was sinking.
But with the arrival of dawn
my whole routine was gone
And i realized that there is still light
in the gloomy world with which we fight.
Written By Aziz Soubai@
aziz soubai
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-boring-day/
