MY  BLACK  DAY

That was a day, when I saw the black sky,

My heart became thoughtfully dry.

Also, I was not in a mood to cry,

Suddenly I felt I ought to fly.

As I was standing on warm sand,

In a lonely, strange and dark island.

I was thrilled, also in a terror and,

My heart beats were like sounds of band.

I was sitting on a small piece of wood,

Thinking of my beautiful childhood.

And was hungry as I had not eaten any food,

I will come out of this, which would be good.

I was lying instantly on the smooth floor,

Wishing it would be soft and furry more.

Me, feeling very hot and humid to the core,

Wish I would drink something, even if it is sour.