Writing.com 14th Birthday Poetry Contest

Desolaton

Desolation


The magic cube I could never solve
a puzzle it was and it is till date.
Life too appears as enigmatic
questions to be answered only by fate.

He would rather love the cold cube
My presence, he hardly notices.
He loves to set the color scheme
yet, do a maiden, injustice.

With a future bleak and uncertain,
desolation ruling my young life
I have reached end of endurance
Knife’s the best to end the strife.


Lines: 12
Day-5 Picture prompt.