"Even if it’s not your dream, give it your all — for the ones who saw a dream in you."

A Poem is a Soul

Give them a voice
For they all want to hear
But I could only fear
What if the voice is not fair
Then the voice will vanish
Vanish to thin air
Let it crumble
For those who hear
Let them hear
For they have ears

The voice is my Poem
Don't let it fall
Because your view is all
Let your expectations be tall
Read and learn
So that I can earn
If my hardwork is not enough
What does it make it then?

A voice for a lawyer is words
For a doctor is knowledge
For the people is a story
But for a writer is a Soul
A drop of an ink
His what make a soul sink
For a reader to feel the link
Don't make my sadness leak
Take my voice to the farthest seas

I want to be heard
So I could see many heads
I don't want fame
I just want to make a name
They ask me what trigger a writer
It is a story
That which they live in
And that which I am living in

In my story
They gave me silence  
When I begged for sound
They gave me crumbs  
When I was bleeding for bread  
So I learned to write  
With the ink of my own suffering
Now they all listen
Now they all want a poem

I will show you a poem
A Poem that is me
For the voice is me
And I will let it be
A voice is not something we see
But something we feel
A Poem is a sea
As deep as a eye can't see

They say am wasting
But my time is waiting
A day I will show them
That I am winning
I will be living
They will be seeing
For I am the sky
That show where their regret lies

The future is a fiction
Because now is the future
Tomorrow no one owns
Today is all we all have

Whatever your hand finds to do
Do it today
Tomorrow might be too late
So go for all you have inspired before you expire

It is good for you
To bear your yoke today
For a living dog is better
Is better than a dead lion

"Work hard and show the life you always wanted to lead to all the people around you who are confused about what you'll do in life and confusing you in reaching your aim."

make the art you search for
the kind of art
you never find
but always feel.

the kind that
holds your hurt
without asking a million times,
"why?"
the kind that feels
like being seen.

and maybe it's not out there
because it's waiting
for you
to create it.

Time is out,

Tomorrow watches me - I look back,
Building a chair in anticipation of my arrival It whispers to me,
“You’ll never be ready”

I blame myself,
The silence that filled moments,
Times I should’ve listened
To the effort that was screaming to be,

A knife i stuck in my own back,
The knife I placed there
The knife that I wanted to be the reason I failed?

Did I ever want to succeed?

Did I avoid trying so I had more to blame than just not being able to cut it?

I don’t try, I don’t succeed.
What… do I expect of me?

When moments of need
Moments in which I should’ve done more,
I stood still.
Contemplating a life that I’m not fighting for-

And now it’s too late,
Time is short— what-else is left,
But to now sit in thought,
Alone with the understanding,

That I did this.
I hurt myself.
I deserve the failure that will consume me.

Was time too short,
Or did I just ignore it.

I am a bit unlucky
Yes, not always can everybody be lucky
But misfortune has befallen me many a time
My marriage was a ball of slime
I have lost a few friends
Though my behaviour towards them was almost blameless
Many a time, I get credit not
Even if my work is nearly perfect
Due to my Asperger's Syndrome
I do not feel at home
During many a social interaction
Really, do I do my best, to make a good conversation
However, mistakes are inevitable
Because, perfection is impossible
My ignorance is not my fault
It is God's fault
Definitely, do I need some compensation
For each and every misfortune of mine
Struggling am I, to find love
Though there is a lot, that I can give
Being a divorced male is a big curse
In a society that has a huge bias
Against anyone who is "different"
However, I will fight
To overcome all my insecurities
And drive away all my demons
But I certainly need some luck
Otherwise, life will remain dark
Yes, I am a bit unlucky for sure
However, I will try my best to ensure
That this does not remain the case
Wrong, will I prove all my doubters
Rise will I, against all odds
For now, am I overthinking
But soon, will I be planning
To rise from the ashes, like a true phoenix
Yes, not at all easy, is achieving success
However, as mentioned earlier
I am a fighter
And soon, will the fight begin
For now though, I am alone
Again, I am a bit unlucky
But soon, will I be lucky!