A happy phase I call it,
The little interlude between My woes,
I’m not in tears having a depressive episode,
And I’m not numb from feeling so much.

The happy phase is neither here nor there.
It doesn’t mean I’ve gotten My happy ending,
It’s just that time when my hope burns brighter,
Than a newly bought expensive lighter.
Everything seems weightless, life seems easier,
But darkness still looms over the horizons.

What triggers the happy phase?
A phone call from your best friend, could be it.
An inspiring post from your favourite blogger.
Comfort food cooked by your own mother,
The little things that make life seem so much better.

But unfortunately it doesn’t last long,
And you must brace yourself for the hard times again.
The times when doubt nibbles at your confidence,
The Times when it seems like nobody’s around.
The Times when you wonder “What on earth is God doing?!”
The times that seem so far away and are yet so close.

Don’t forget to enjoy this happy phase,
Cherish it as if it were your last.
Play all the songs that make you wanna dance,
Let your imagination run wild,
Express your gratitude, smile in pride as you admire how far you’ve come.
For the time will come when these things will mean nothing to you,
Blue sky’s will turn to grey,
Mountains will look unclimable,
And everything will go back to the way it was again.

And this is the way things are my dear friend,
For the struggle is yet to end,
And like I said, this is just a phase.

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This is a poem I wrote months ago. I’m posting it not because it’s embarrassing to admit that I haven’t been able to write recently. Things have been kinda rough, had some authors I really looked up to criticize my work and I have ideas for new poems. But I just can’t seem to write them.

Hopefully I do get over it and there’ll be a new poem in about three days.