[Poetry] Often into Uncertainty

Often I feel as though I haven’t lived life;
Often people successfully surprise me;
Often I look at a pigeon with wonder;
Often I feel there is no worth in life.

Often wonder where I was before mortality;
Often wonder where I will go after death;
Often wish I had someone by my side;
To help me bear, with this sad uncertainty.

Often a ray of sunshine out of smudge;
Pops up and gets drowned quickly in darkness;
Often a few flowers get thrown at me;
Only to change into thorns at my touch.

Darkness has descended again scornfully;
Am walking through it with courage and hope;
Someday soon at least, this journey will be over;
Death will hold my hand, bring about certainty.

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