Ibrar Siddiqi Poems
I am a person.
More baggage than you think.
Lots of problems to which could drive you to drink.
I don't want to be involved with anyone.
Because of the burden I have become.
Along the road of life I have travelled.
Lots of problems slowly unravelled.
Met this person who was a snake in the grass.
Alas poor me, I don't think I will last.
Was full of life and happiness.
My smile would attract women of beauty and class.
Yet I wonder why.
People put sticks in the spokes.
When I ride out on my bicyle of life.
I am tired of fxing things that weren't ...
My car is a wreck
it starts and goes
thats all I need.
fast it may not be
thats plain to see
scratched to bits
Leaks oil as regular
as my heartbeat