Lots of things on my mind,
I think I’ll do just fine.
I seek some random answers,
To the question and the two powers,
Sought it on a long long morning at nine,
What do I plan to do?
And something I didn’t planned at all,
I seek the best, no not so with the rest,
Still I think that I’ll do just fine.
Morning can’t be always the solution,
Sometimes it’s the night,
To be spent with thinking and intuition,
So I shall be prepared with the evening,
As it comes already on my mind,
I think I’ll do just fine.
After the evening love of my life
The night comes and goes, not just passes by,
With all the deep thinking on my side,
Very much seems nothing to hide
Slowly and silently I went into sleep,
Not much idea about what the other side peeps,
Doesn’t matter how hard I try
My eyes still said me goodbye
As the thought in the mind
I think I’ll be doing just fine.
The next morning just whispered in my bed,
I am here with a lovely sunshine
Beautiful birds & trees & words unsaid,
I woke up yawned, prayed & relaxed,
Till someone else came with a watch,
Showed me fingers from five to nine,
Again I could said to myself today
I think I would be more than just fine,
I would be pretty much okay.
i should read your other posts! definitely.
nice job writing this up in a manner that most people can understand.