Struggle For Meaning In Life Poem by Laya Bajpai

Days of unrest and sleepy nights

Why is life without respite?

No peace in the soul though the physical body is well rested

Am I complaining again?

No, not again

But what do I do with this feeling of blankness that engulfs me?

I try to reach out

Look for opportunities

Whom do I blame for my condition?

The outside world or the blank me?

Is it an outcome of my lazy self?

Am I really lazy?

No, I disagree

There have been moments of extreme activity

I wonder at the justice meted out to me?

Am I really incapable?

Where do I find answers to my questions?

As I go through my writings I find talent that is unrequited

I tell myself struggle on, this too shall pass.