One such day
The picture has been generated by the Author using AI tool ; GROK
It was one
such day today,
My body felt heavier than usual,
Stuck to the bed as if lifeless,
When the alarm rang.
My morning
starts at 6am,
That’s when I leave my bed,
To kickstart my day with,
Completing preplanned lessons.
But today
was different,
Even though I was wide awake,
When the alarm rang but just
Laid still staring at the roof.
I was blank
and numb,
A flood of tears came rolling down,
No, I wasn’t emotional or
Overwhelmed by any thoughts.
How some
days feel so different,
Different in a way that our hearts feel,
They are like distant stars,
Unable to get a hold of them.
Generally,
I’m a happy woman,
Always stay engaged as much as I can,
With many hobbies that have filled up
My soul more than anyone ever can.
I neither
pushed myself to be normal,
Nor tried to investigate the reasons,
All I knew was that I wasn’t emotional
Just waited for that flood to calm down.
I am alone
in the moment inside
A four-walled room, not looking for
Anyone to comfort me in any form,
Writing this poetry as its outcome.
I understand
that my soul wants to cleanse,
Getting rid of suppressed emotions,
I just have to be kind and forgiving,
To listen to the unanswered expressions.
I have to
learn to live with,
The learnings that I receive each day,
That’s how they come to me
As reflections in the end.
Now, that
the tears have dried and
Letting my fingers what they wanted to type,
I am regaining the former me ;
Not at once but slowly and steadily.
It was one
such day,
Stirring me up from within,
When I need not be crazy about,
Completing the big puzzle.
Swati Sarangi
04.06.2025
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This post was created for the Blogaberry Creative (Monthly) Challenge with theme word DAY.
The expression of writing to vent up the emotional turmoil is heart-breaking yet simply beautiful. Thank you for publishing this poem.
ReplyDeleteThat was a beautifully honest post—really captures those unpredictable, messy moments of parenthood and creativity all tangled together. Loved the way you embraced the chaos as part of the journey.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful poem with truth spoken. We are the ones who can heal ourselves, energise ourselves and feel those suppressed emotions.
ReplyDeleteGently moved by your poem “One Such Day”—the simple joys, from morning light to gentle routines, awakened a sense of gratitude in me. Your words artfully capture how quiet, ordinary moments can uplift and remind us of life’s subtle beauty.
ReplyDeleteSome days can really be tough. We moms are super humans for sure, but mere mortals at the end of the day! Some days I really can't stretch myself!
ReplyDeleteThat bit about letting your fingers type what they wanted? Yep. Writing has saved me more times than I can count.
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