Caught in thickets of confusion,

Stranded by plain plaintiveness,

Buoyed by unexpected excitement,

Swamped by unexplained melancholy,

Bumbling along life’s uncharted path,

Where more unknowns steer than knowns,

Where script differs every day,

Where somewhere hourglass of time ticks,

It’s a bumpy, bumper ride.

44 words.

Acknowledgements :- Thank you De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) for running the Quadrille challenge at d’Verse – Poets Pub. The challenge is to use a given word or its derivatives and weave a poem in exactly 44 words. The word is bum or its derivatives. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

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