The day passes by
oblivious of me
oblivious of what
this heartache is..
unaware of turmoil
set deep at it’s belly
oblivious of churns
each thought causes…
the day passes by
caught in it’s own web
seconds.. minutes.. hours..
oblivious of comfort
it could send across…
the day passes by
to embrace evening
darkened by unconcern
of lonely hours…
