Living for today

Where do I see myself before I die
I know not, I list not
The thought of death does not make me cry
I care not, I fret not!

I know not, I list not
What future holds for me
I care not, I fret not
’bout things beyond me!

What future holds for me
Will unfold day by day
Thinking ’bout things beyond me
I spoil not my today!

What will unfold day by day
I’d rather it be a surprise
I will spoil not my today
’tis best not to crib nor criticize.

I’d rather tomorrow be full of surprise
I try my best to neither hurt nor harm
’tis best not to crib nor criticize
My mantra is to chill and be calm.

I try my best to neither hurt nor harm
The thought of death does not make me cry
My mantra is to chill and be calm
I see myself being me before I die.

https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2022/02/07/what-do-you-see-120-february-7-2022/

Things that weigh me down (OctPoWriMo)

Day 24

Prompt: Millstone

Form: Monorhyme

Expectations, others as well as mine
put a spanner in my flight
fears, rational or irrational
grip me and relentlessly bite
dichotomy between reality and perception
of all my efforts makes light
obsession with an orderly house
keeps me forever tense and uptight
guilt and remorse nibble at my soul
never letting it soar like a kite
failed relationships bother me
frustrated, I every now and then gripe
grief engulfs me all of a sudden
leaving me feeling heavy; chest tight
negativity all around swallows me
my heart withers caught in the blight
failure’s shadow looms large occasionally
making me with remembered ignominy writhe
lack of empathy and compassion everywhere
I keep wondering about this world’s plight
weighed down by all this, it is no wonder
I don’t see at the end of tunnel any light.