THE BLUES
I'm young, employed, healthy,
ambitious,
Sound, solvent, self-made, self-
possessed.
But all my symptoms are
pernicious.
The Dow-Jones of my heart's
depressed.
The sunflower of my youth is
wilting.
The tower of my dreams is
tilting.
The zoom lens of my zest is
blurred.
The drama of my life's absurd.
What is the root of my neurosis?
I jog, eat brewer's yeast each
day,
And yet I feel life slip away.
I wait your sapient diagnosis.
I die! I faint! I fail! I sink!
You need a lover, John, I think.
- Vikram Seth

itz beautiful! is it ur own lyrics?

The author is Vikram Seth. It's truly a beautiful piece.

sweet writing x

Thank you, all. I love your writing too Annyjo. You've got real talent.