Shades Of Gray Poem by Munaza Gulzar

Days that drag, with nothing to do
Hours that tick, with no purpose anew
The sun shines bright, but joy is rare
A dull haze surrounds, without a care

The clock hands move, with slow pace
Minutes feel like hours, in this empty space
No excitement stirs, no thrill in sight
Just a dull routine, day and night

The world outside feels dull and gray
No vibrancy, no colors come to play
The days blend together, in a haze
No distinction, between yesterday's daze

The hours feel long, the days feel old
No spark of joy, no young and bold
The world is quiet, in a silent sleep
No dreams are chasing, no hearts that leap

The days are boring, with nothing new
No adventure calls, no journey anew
The dullness persists, without a break
A never-ending cycle, for our sake.