Providence Poem by Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari

Again
Melancholy knocks at my door;
Asks me to plunge myself,
In the deep metamorphosis;
Of my unwanted existence.

Once More…!
Who asked for that?
Neither did I,
Nor my unfulfilled dreams;
Then who pines for-
One more episode,
Of Major Depression.

Why is it?
All coming back to me;
When I didn’t ask for more of it,
If this is my Providence;
Let it be like that;
For one more time,
Dipped in tears, sweat and blood;
Of our suspended hopes.