It could be hard at first.

With double minds, having to weigh my plans for this month, and for the year as a whole, I can't help but feel mentally stressed.

Having mixed feelings; in which one says:

Can you actually do this? You should perhaps just forget about it and rest off till prolly next year, after all; there's still time.

And the other says:

You should give it a try, put in more efforts and keep thriving to be better than your former self.

And here comes my brain; fighting with so much things that needs to be done.

Sometimes I do wish life was indeed a fairytale, prolly at the snap of my fingers, and with little or no stress, things would just take its' toll. But nay... Especially for people like me; whose parents haven't erected a foundation for, we just need to keep grinding till we can finally relax a bit and put in less stress.

That moment, when you'll be feeling so lazy to do things, when you'll be feeling drowsy, that wanting; you get to just take a nap for like the whole day... But reality suddenly dawns on you, you jerk up from your idle imaginations and get back to work.

Sighs...

For today's blog, I'll be explaining the concept of a poem I wrote few months back.

It's titled "Ordeal."

Many days, singing many songs.

Many days; refers to different seasons in a year, different days, weeks, months and even different years.

Many songs; refers to the various or different kinds/types of work the persona was involved in.

Playful are some, dancing with the sun.

It's quite plain, the persona was happy with this particular work, even though the work was really tedious and stressful, even though he wasn't really satisfied with the job he had.

Singing lullabies in mysteries

A lullaby is a soothing song, a quiet song used to lure children to sleep.

In this poem, what the poet is trying to portray is that, even in the midst of the stress and tedious works, the persona was still trying to soothe himself with words that would calm his nerves, words of hope, faith, words of belief; that tomorrow would be better.

Mystery is something that's strange. The persona was found encouraging himself even in strange circumstances.

Stanza two.

Many days, singing many songs.

Still the same meaning, this is just a repetition to the first line in stanza one.

But it brought me deeper; not into fun.

Now, this line is practically showing how the persona is slowly and gradually giving up.

It completely shows now that, the persona became so unhappy with his work.

Sorrowful are some, weeping with the rain.

Here, the persona is displaying his utmost sadness and distress towards life and the work he does.

Rain should be a sign of harvest right? Raining season is the best time to plant crops.

But here, the persona wasn't patient anymore, he was tired of life.

Singing lullabies is history.

Sighs...

The persona has completely given up on soothing himself, he stopped encouraging himself.

Oh yeah, those encouragements are now things of the past.

Lost faith, lost hope, no belief for a better tomorrow.

Stanza three.

Many days, singing many songs.

Still the same meaning, a repetition of the first lines in stanza one and two.

Many songs; have I sung.

Remember I said; "song" in this poem, means "work"

Many songs; have I sung, simply means the persona had done or engaged in different kinds/types of works.

Singing happy songs; I sing not.

Sighs...

Simply put, the persona never found a good and soothing work to obtain satisfaction from, the persona never got to be really happy in all, or any of the works he engaged in.

And it was at this moment, the writer dropped her pen.

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