Biography of Fahim Sayed
I am Physics graduate born in year 1983. Whilst in college i started listening to rock music and few lyrics inspired me and i started writing my own, that's how my poetry started. However now i take it seriously and try convey some sort of message in my every poem. I am just trying my bit to create awareness about the fact that we are human and somewhere we have forgotten it.
Fahim Sayed Poems
Looking At My Reflection In Mirror
I look at my reflection, In the mirror What do I see? I see
Flying in the air Through childhood fantasies, Making friends with clouds I recall those memories.
Mr. Politician You got no soul, you got no religion, What favors you? Determines your decision
Race Of Life
Life is a race and everyday is a lap, Trying hard, bur unable to fill that gap. In need of a break, in need of a nap, No answers to be found in books or maps.
It Shows, When In Love.
A little bit of you, a little bit of me Some sort of bond, or chemistry. A look in an eye, a deep sigh
They call it a city that never sleeps, Dreams at large; everything in heaps Buzzing all the time, different people different cons, It got its roses and it got its thorns.
Please listen to my heart, what it has to say Poor little fellow, please make his day. He has chosen you to be the one,
It Makes You Laugh
It makes you laugh, It makes you cry. It makes you think, It makes you spy.
Come see the world with my eyes. How beautiful is this true lies World where everyone manages to smile
She will stand out and smile, on my acheivements, but she wont show how proud she feels, at those moments.
Dont want to walk the traditional roads, parallel pathways, commercial tracks,
The Race Of Life
Life is a race and every day is a lap, A days sprint, but unable to fill that gap. In need of a break, in need of a nap, But no answers to be found in books or map.
I Wish I Had
I wish I had someone, Someone who I could call mine, Someone so holy, so divine May be not close, but far
The Race Of Life
Life is a race and every day is a lap,
A days sprint, but unable to fill that gap.
In need of a break, in need of a nap,
But no answers to be found in books or map.
You start it, when you’re born,
And it ends when you are gone.
For some, a little sprint and they are done,
Some are able to run a marathon.